By Virtue Lyrics - Singles - First Signs Of Frost

So show me your hands 

are they still stained red with our blood 

that you chose to shed 

It's your business now 

Like an open casket we're exposed 

and on display for all to see 

but we'll bury ourselves in the confines of our own 

even though they orbit our entire world 

keeping tabs and clouding our atmosphere 

we'll somehow find room to breathe in this air 

So show me your hands 

are they still stained red with our blood 

that you chose to shed 

They'll speculate and debate 

who committed the crime 

but what's to say we are not all guilty as hell 

digging this hole deeper 

but will we make our own way back to the surface 

or fall short in trying 

the runway's clear 

but no one has thought to guide us into safety 

Are we done with caring anymore? 

Are we done with caring 

are we done now? 

So now we are done here 

yeah