Letra de To Hell with This

To hell with this, I wash my hands of this wreck
Hearts crash and ours crashed
Dig graves for the kids
I said I don't hate you anymore, please don't pray
Everybody see the prize
No it's not for, not for
And everybody see the prize
Know it's not for taking
She kisses fear like nothing; she would rather live right now
We can all pray
Someone please save me
Listen close, can you hear it now? Slowly creeping behind
I'm not running anymore
We're bleeding from our hands
Every breath that I take, reminds me of you
And it drives me insane
All we are, are the odd ones...