alone

hung around here, just waiting to go home, the earth is dark and cold and i think i now know, you give yourself away, this ends alone, but i wonder, i wonder, who gave you all your jewels, what made you sell your rights, when did you know you'd forget that once you tried to fight, we grow older in this skin, we grow older in this skin, but the day you say you know your own way, is the day the blood begins to drip from our fingers, as we cling to the earth, it's pitiful, but now i know what it's like to be alone