Better Made Songtext / Lyric

this is where you walk in and tell me how i´ve been
there´s no milk left to spill, just another headache pill
shaving in a broken mirror, bathing in a shower of splinters
your touch is like the cold burn of winter

and i should feel better, i should be better made (2x)

this is where you walk out, a cradle for my doubt
your kingdom yor my pain, my overcoat for your rain
take the highs and feel the lows, find the space between the rows
pleasure for an empty soul

chorus

this is where i´m from, this is where i belong
this is where i´m from