Texty

I thought I saw a man brought to life He was warm, he came around like he was dignified He showed me what it was to cry Well, you couldn't be that man that I adored You don't seem to know, seem to care what your heart is for Well, I don't know him anymore There's nothin' where he used to lie, our conversation has run dry That's what's goin' on, nothing's fine, I'm torn (ah) I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel I'm cold, and I am ashamed, lyin' naked on the floor (ah) Illusion never changed into something real I'm wide awake, and I can see the perfect sky is torn (ah) You're a little late, I'm already torn So I guess the fortune-teller's right I should have seen just what was there And not some holy light, but you crawled beneath my veins and now I don't care, I have no luck, I don't miss it all that much There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn (ah) I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel I'm cold, and I am ashamed, lyin' naked on the floor (ah) Illusion never changed into something real I'm wide awake, and I can see the perfect sky is torn (ah) But I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel I'm cold, and I am ashamed, bound and broken on the floor Ah-ah, ah Ah-ah
Writer(s): Phil Thornalley, Anne Preven, Scott Cutler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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