she knows not what she asks of me
when I get down on bended knee
to please the thing I cannot change
ive pleaded god to rearrange
the want for all that I despise
petty relief to counter lies
and here’s my head to know what’s right
and here’s my heart all full of spite
how can I save this life? (repeat 4)
she’s peering now with wanton eyes
a crowded room full of her spies
from the bar she draws a wave
casts me to bed where I’ll behave
to linger without action makes
for slow disguise to disguise to mask mistakes
I’d stop to cry if I were wise
if this was me you’d recognize
how can I save this life? (x4)
believers have forgotten me
patron saint of apathy
the demon that I’ve come to host
is my best friend, my holy ghost
how I could have come to be
so absent when I meant to be free
If I could sleep I’d dream of her
all black and white is what we were
how can I save this life (x4)
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