Lyrics Path - Club Night

Path

Now hold on defender you’ll get your turn
Well you asked me what I know about despair
It’s everything that comes between us
In the blink of an eye
I did not expect you to survive
To be honest I don’t know no how long it takes
To create a conscience
I woke up
In the apartment where our parents used to live
We need an education, compassion or a shred of empathy
Break for the hollow hello my name is true
An endless form of
Clearly we were torn
With another restless ritual
I took the ashes off our mantle
The white linen cloth on the dining table
It frays and we all age this way
I said goodbye to the sweet old man
And sure enough it was all just bad advice
I woke up
In the apartment where our parents used to live
We need an education, compassion or a shred of empathy
Break for the hollow hello my name is true
An endless form of
A vacant stare an empty set of questions
A small price to pay to beat the heat of every sick thought
The fever hung onto every word
As I blew dust from my body
It’s a tragedy that’s played for me
We got it
It’s a comedy that follows me regardless