Feel your fists mud when you grind them to sand Travel around just to beg you for sin Wish you had more time to give in to signs Play with the thoughts you infested in mine You’re restless inside Insist I don’t try I’ll fish for more time Rush in too hard just to push you away Fall back apart when you’re honest to start Push me away but you want me to say all that you want Grind your gravel to sand Wishing demands Kissing to feel my garbage is real