Scarred hands, hold these flowers As I deliver them to your grave We found sanctuaries, In the things in the things you feared the most I hear your muttered words That's fucking right yeah, Your the weight off my shoulders That weight lies heavy on my crown I cant wait to watch you swing from the gallows I'll finally have my relief
(Chorus) Will you be my, relief? Remembering all those things just makes no sense to me Will you be my, masterpiece? The monster I am, will bring you to your knees You turned your back on everything you once knew Build your bridge and find those things to undo
As I take these wings from my enemies Watch them fall as I rise above See the pain inside I hope it feels right Everything you've done, its up to you to make it right
(Jonny McBee of The Browning) No more, holding your breath Life is to short to keep holding it The power that is your love Is holding the crown over me I stand behind my words, they make us who we are!
(Chorus) Will you be my, relief? Remembering all those things just makes no sense to me Will you be my, masterpiece? The monster I am, will bring you to your knees You turned your back on everything you once knew Build your bridge and find those things to undo