Whorses
Who's the hippy now?I cut it off to make you proud,abuse my limbs until the sun goes downI don't want to be alone again.Got Jesus' Autograph,no handshake or pat on the asshis saving grace was talking fastI don't want to be bored againam 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 yoursso we can deny who we are,I Love you but not todaythe 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 coveit looked like rain but, it felt like snowBecause 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 proudhis vision's clipped like wings and crownslets use this photographhe's never had the chance to believe in something else.
let's use this dynamite, we're only making noiseswe want to affect a change with voice and electrical noises
Together we stand,we're at the bottom of the coveit looked like rain but, it felt like snowBecause 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 oldunique to the touch, and crippled to the bonehowever we stand they'll be swinging from the ropesunfinished and young or unhappy and old