Division Symbols
Hands Like Houses Lyrics

I won't ask for a second
I won't request another opportunity

I won't ask for a chance
I won't seek a possibility

I won't look to the heavens
I won't search for divine intervention

I found hell where I stand
I discovered pain and suffering in my current situation

And I feel like I am fighting a lost cause
I sense that I am battling a hopeless endeavor

Just to be heard I can't hear from the howling
Despite my efforts to be listened to, I can't distinguish amidst the clamor

Drowning every single word
Overwhelmed by the multitude, every expression is silenced

Let me count the ways you kill me, you kill me
Allow me to enumerate the painful manners in which you harm me

Drag me down with every word
Pull me into despair and hurt with each uttered sentence

Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud
Expressions that we vocalize from your words

When no one's listening!
Even when there is no audience!

Let me count the ways you kill me
Allow me to enumerate the numerous methods in which you cause my destruction

And I feel like I'm floating
I experience a sensation of buoyancy

Faced down in a crowd
Amidst a multitude, I find myself facing the ground

Caught up in the current
Ensnared in the flow

In an ocean of sounds
Within a sea of auditory stimuli

How did this room become so crowded
How did this space gather such a large number of people

With no walls to keep us in
Without any barriers to confine us

How did we end up here
How did we reach this point

Surrounded on all sides
Encircled from all directions

Yet so alone
However, still feeling isolated

Alone in this house
Solitary within this dwelling

We're all broken and hopeless
We all suffer from emotional and spiritual damage and lack optimism

Again and again and again
Repeatedly, without cessation

We fight till it's over, it's over, it's over
We persist in our struggle until its conclusion

I won't look to the heavens
I won't seek guidance from above

I found hell where I stand
I discovered torment in my current position

Let me count the ways you
Allow me to enumerate the manners in which you

Kill me
Harm me to the point of destruction

Drag me down with every word
Pull me into despair and hurt with each uttered sentence

Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud
Expressions that we vocalize from your words

When no one's listening
Even when there is no audience

Drag me down with every word
Pull me into despair and hurt with each uttered sentence

Out of your mouth, the things we sing out loud
Expressions that we vocalize from your words

Let me count the ways you kill me
Allow me to enumerate the numerous methods in which you cause my destruction

You kill me
You harm me to the point of destruction