The Weather

I've been paid to be victimized I've been posed by a threat of my By threat of my, my sobriety Seraphim, may you open up your arms 'Cause I can't resist 'Cause I can't resist 'Cause I can't resist the thought of being remembered Spilled all my guts just to measure the weather Year after year, come try to bring me down My mind in a million pieces Still got more than a million reasons To play nice with the heat of the ember Please, play nice with the heat of the ember Catacombs are my only vice Scattered bones keep my head on right Sorry eyes and a candy crooked smile Seem to hide what I got left of my pride, my pride, oh Spilled all my guts just to measure the weather Year after year, come try to bring me down My mind in a million pieces Still got more than a million reasons To play nice with the heat of the ember Please, play nice with the heat of the ember Don't come around Or you'll drown, or you'll drown Don't come around Or you'll drown, or you'll drown Don't come around Or you'll drown, or you'll drown My mind in a million pieces Gives a million reasons, oh My mind in a million pieces My mind gives a million reasons, oh