The things I want are tearing me apart
I knew this from the start
They're daggers to your heart
Though I desire to trade my will with yours
I'm shutting open doors and crawling on all fours
I need your touch open my eyes
Cut me down to size I'm dying to rise
I promised I'd be less and let you be more
In my attempt to do what I have read
To die is gain I want to serve the one I adore
But it appears there's too much overhead
I'd rather stay than give my life away
The life that I have made a price I just can't pay
So I ignore your calling from the shore
You offer so much more but the cost I can't afford
Short-sighted eyes my spirit's demise
Listening to lies dying to rise
I promised I'd be less and let you be more
In my attempt to do what I have read
To die is gain I want to serve the one I adore
But it appears there's too much overhead
I need your touch open my eyes
Cut me down to size I'm dying to rise
I promised I'd be less and let you be more
In my attempt to do what I have read
To die is gain I want to serve the one I adore
But it appears there's too much overhead
It appears there's too much overhead
Look at the ones should have
Overhead - Hyper Static Union
