Lyrics

We were made out of lightning Sufferin' pain we should see by now And we were burnt down like Catholics On a winter road, never so cold And I abandon my family In a fit of rage, in a fit of want for you Cause there's nothing else to do when you're confused When you're confused You coddle, and you're cat-like I am scared Your bald tongue, your right hand, your last piece And I never really knew, who'd you see It's okay, it's okay, it's okay Now I, I keep it inside of me Hoping you one day will let me go It's the end, it's nothing I ended So grab your arms, and dive into the night, into the night I am not your savior I'm just a friend keeping you alive And eye sight proves that you're haunted The same way that you speak all the time
Writer(s): John Andrew Hull Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out