She didn't know she was hiding from herself. Cursing at the world, picked the razor off the shelf. Staring at the wall, tears streaming down her face, she broke down, and prayed trying to find her faith.

Chorus:
We all are trying to figure out who we are, as things unravel, we all stumble and fall. We're all angry at the world, we're just fighting ourselves, we're just people that are hurt, we just need to get our hands in the dirt before we can survive.

Trigger to his head, didn't know where to go. He had lost his way, didn't know who he was, shouting out to noone why am i here, looking in the mirror of who he turned out to be, he slowly closed his eyes trying to find his faith.

Chorus:

Put our hands in the dirt x2
Hands in the dirt before we can survive.