Gathering Fingers (Stolen Babies)

I'm going to start a fight, it's clinging to my eyes I'd hoped to rely on something else I'm sure it isn't right I know someone should anchor me But if you had heard the things I did How anyone like that could live I'm sorry you had to see this side of me A mistake has fallen on my knuckles Desperately, my wish is to main you And no one should ever have to feel that way Taking over the better half of the conscience No control, no better way to resolve it Can't see with the blood seeping Red and rushed, frozen speech Stinging scales of skin scraping Scales and skin scraping Can't think with the heart speeding I'm ashamed this had to be And no one can take your place The last thing you see will be this side of me