In the bigger picture I've been painted out Cracks in the earth blacken the sea No canvas is reserved for me Look up close and try to see In every stroke lies past alone
Too close to home Cutting too close to bone The ink has dried and words reveal Too close to home Cutting too close to the bone It's too easy to admit defeat
Time flys, flys, flys As you lay your bones to rest Flys, flys as your past decays inside your chest
You aren't a child fighting in a war Son please don't tell me that this is bored Tear your things out from the earth Long departed we're so short sighted
Too close to home Cutting too close to bone The ink has dried and words reveal Too close to home Cutting too close to the bone It's too easy to admit defeat
My tongue has sung around the world But its heard in all the power of words It can not be, It can not count So now its a sadistic power in me My tongue has sung around the world But it's heard in all the power of words So hell turned and birthed all means We're all the earth's disease
Too close to home Cutting too close to bone The ink has dried and words reveal Too close to home Cutting too close to the bone It's too easy to admit defeat