Tradition - Thousand Below

So maybe I was wrong, I couldn’t leave it dead

I never felt so alone I think I’m seeing red

We’ll never be the same, I see it missing

I hate the way that you are but we’re not that different

Face in the mirror I’m okay now, I’m okay now

Least that’s what I’ll keep telling myself on the way down, on the way down

Maybe I’m to blame, can’t help what I’m thinking

Least that’s what I’ll keep telling myself but I’ll keep singing

Cut down like it’s all tradition

Heart rate, can you see it missing?

Step back, I won’t admit that maybe I’m broken, I won’t listen

Cut down like it’s all tradition

Heart rate can you see it missing?

Leave it, I don’t want to be that, I don’t want to be the one left bleeding

But now I’m stuck tailored to this suit of broken skin

So maybe I was wrong I couldn’t leave it dead

I never felt so alone I think I’m seeing red

We’ll never be the same, I see it missing

I hate the way that you are but we’re not that different

Am I worth fixing, is all I really have to say

Take in my perspective or I can find myself a way

Breaking down the structure of my soul until I can see

Everything so resilient, showing proof that I can breathe

Just know that I’ll keep singing, I’ll keep breathing

My reflection is all I’m missing

I’ll keep singing, I’ll keep breathing

My reflection is all I’m missing

So maybe I was wrong I couldn’t leave it dead

I never felt so alone I think I’m seeing red

We’ll never be the same, I see it missing

I hate the way that you are but we’re not that different