Who's the hippy now? I cut it off to make you proud, abuse my limbs until the sun goes down I don't want to be alone again. Got Jesus' Autograph, no handshake or pat on the ass his saving grace was talking fast I don't want to be bored again am I ready to take that chance, put my faith in someone else?
Let's use this dynamite, we're only making noises
I'll make the brightness yours so we can deny who we are, I Love you but not today the darkness fell like a shout. am i ready to take that chance, put my faith in someone else?
Together we stand, we're at the bottom of the cove it looked like rain but, it felt like snow Because wherever we stand, we're at the bottom of the hole, we'll dig our way out, but we'll still say no.
The wound is king and how, his whorses turn they make him proud his vision's clipped like wings and crowns lets use this photograph he's never had the chance to believe in something else.
let's use this dynamite, we're only making noises we want to affect a change with voice and electrical noises
Together we stand, we're at the bottom of the cove it looked like rain but, it felt like snow Because wherever we stand, we're at the bottom of the hole, we'll dig our way out, but we'll still say no
Darkness fell like a shout; the darkness fell like a shout; darkness fell like the shout;
we want to affect a change, with voice and electrical noises
wherever we crash, we're gonna blame it on the old unique to the touch, and crippled to the bone however we stand they'll be swinging from the ropes unfinished and young or unhappy and old