Digging Through Glass 가사

Digging Digging through dirt as it turns into glass Dismembered Faking memories to validate my own past Trying to constantly build Something out of nothing Something they can't kill Begging for minutes of sleep Not 'til this is over Not 'til I know this is complete What shape do I define? Where do I draw the line? Some things are made to be pushed away Some things are made to be pushed away Another window to my soul Displaying all the stories I've already told All the consequence I hold I'm not feeling older, I'm just feeling old I would leave, but I'm too afraid What will happen to the mess I have made? Am I weak if I choose to stay? Stubborn enough just to wither away And I wonder Was this worth all I've lost? What shape do I define? Imperfect and ugly Jagged and deprived Where do I draw the line? Proof that this dilemma Isn't all in my mind What if the best I can do is merely sift through bones? Finding a part that's been used just to call it my own Manufacturing a mirage, something that they can't kill Stepping off a brand new ledge, hoping the air will fill Some things are made to be pushed away Some things are made to be pushed away Some things are made to be pushed away (was this worth all I've lost?) Some things are made to be pushed away (was this worth all I've lost?) Some things are made to be pushed away (was this worth all I've lost?) Some things are made to be pushed away