It's beautiful here Father sorry if I get
sometimes I make things with this independence
I think I found her Father the one that was gonna come

but i don't believe
drunk with sleep I flaunt the flounder
tumbling with my tongue in hand

they asked for good songs to remember
escapism's in demand
the war of outright honesty

unbroken promises, don't shake
she's the one that made me quiver
but then helped show me the way

morbid attempts construct towers to heaven
the glass is spent no solvent seems to solve the bawl
If we're both willing how can we cause pain

you wonder why
It becomes chilling how we repeat the same
crimes each night

so we just
so we just
how can i stop it father we're all drowned in stains

we grow accustomed to it uniquely all the same
i feel so helpless father in glass we're all found framed
and set in stone and poised to dive so take the plunge

into the grey