Ratchet - Drawing Rivers

Look at my arms and I
Despise to see
Left all my friends and I'm
Not meant to be
Small rivers drawn tonight
While I look with despise
And those vessels laugh at me
Can't take my own supplies
She won't listen to me

Have you heard enough
Am I weak enough
No
Needles in my skin
Got us together
My heart was skipping beats while it slipped through leather
No
I was too blind to go

Have you heard enough
Am I weak enough
Have you heard enough
Am I weak enough

Have you heard enough
Am I weak enough
Have you heard enough of this
For how long will I be covered in your sweat and spit
Have you heard enough of this
For what can I be blamed
Or is it me who does not fit

For what can I be blamed
Or is it me who does not fit
Guess I'll just say nothing now
It's me who does not fit