Visited by thought, another darkened day
Hiding somewhere beyond the rain
I'm needing for the light, stormy is the grey
Drowning all our yesterdays
How even every winner hits a losing streak
Chains are made by DNA refusing
Combing through the wreckage
Surrounded by the remnants
What we could and couldn't have
In the burned up photographs
If you're feeling the leaving
I've only ever wanted for it not to be this way
But you're now like the water
And the water will find its way
Combing through the wreckage
Combing through the wreckage
Combing through the wreckage
And not just in the night
That I no longer give a fuck
Who is wrong and who's right
This game of winner takes all
And all means nothing left
And the other left for dead
Uh-huh, combing through the wreckage
Combing through the wreckage
Combing through the wreckage
Holding out, holding, holding
Combing through the wreckage
Combing through the wreckage
Falling through the wreckage