Inhospitable

Sleep is inhospitable
Bolshevik promises aren't reliable
and all I have to offer is I.O.U.
but don't worry, baby
I'll bring you something new
as soon as I'm done bleeding

My heart is out there
waiting to be stolen
My passion is right here
dying from inaction
my body is damaged
captured in this snare
my war is being waged
by all that they declare

The minutes turn to hours
and the hours turn to days
why decide what's theirs and ours?
somehow it all stays the same
I'll wake up as soon as I can sleep
and I'll sleep as soon as I can believe
there's something worth waking up for...

My heart is out there
waiting to be stolen
my passion is right here
dying from inaction
my body is damaged
captured in this snare
my war is being waged
by all that they declare

I'm not wrong,
I swear it to my death
I'd scream,
but I'm all out of breath
The world around me falls into disrepair
I'd submit, but I'm just far too clever
I'll tear that world apart
just to show each and every one
I'm the reclaimer, now somebody claim me

My heart is out there
waiting to be stolen
my passion is right here
dying from inaction
my body is damaged
captured in this snare
my war is being waged
by all that they declare