[Verse 1: Dan Allen]
Insects devour all my flesh
I hope they choke on loneliness
Just like the night when i choked
On my words

[Chorus: Dan Allen & Sophie Porter]
I guess we're always reaching out for better things
And our greedy little bones are rattling
In silence in cold rooms
We're just shaking with our broken hands
I guess we're always reaching out for better things

[Verse 2: Dan Allen]
All of these men were children once
Living on filthy cardboard streets
The rain would wash their blood away
To obscurity

[Chorus: Dan Allen & Sophie Porter]
I guess we're always reaching out for better things
And our greedy little bones are rattling
In silence in cold rooms
We're just shaking with our broken hands
I guess we're always reaching out for better things
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