Drawing crosses on her skin

We saved ourself

Set my standards tease your trends

Felt the devil in her gears

And all the dead dogs that failed to cross her veins remain the astray

And the emptiness we filled

The cups of hate and torched her plains

Drawing crosses on her skin

I saved myself

Feeling up and dropping in

Felt the tremble in your breadth

And all the tired tracks we laid across her back remained the same

And the hollow sounds of blackened

Clouds relieved your stagnant taste

And I know I never promised a thing

And surrender ain't a part of your game

But honey, I ain't taking the blame

You were the wind that set sail my sin

I reposes the consequence

And take just what I need

Ten thousand feet of failure creep

I'll bring you to your knees

And I know I never promised a thing

And surrender ain't a part of your game

But honey, I ain't taking the blame

You were the wind that set sail my sin