Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wanderlust, artist - Every Time I Die. Album song New Junk Aesthetic, in the genre Хардкор
Date of issue: 10.09.2009
Record label: Epitaph
Song language: English
Wanderlust |
I dropped my conscious and cast another stone |
I took to preaching while dancing on the coals |
I can’t say where I’ve been and only god knows where I’ll be |
But there must be a place for a wretch like me |
Oh, Lord knows I’m tired |
But I won’t rest my head until I’m home |
And if my hands find themselves another body |
Well, you can’t blame them for trying to keep warm |
Morals are simply a matter of time |
And where you lay your head’s a question of pride |
But, when it’s said and done, you’ll find it in the lines |
That privilege and wit made me misfortune’s child |
Can’t tell collapse that it needs to slow down |
Can’t tell death that it shouldn’t come around |
And when they take my head and put it on a stake |
I’ll know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead men awake |
Bartering your vigor for a paralyzing love |
What have you done? |
What have you done? |
I took the scaffold and laughed until I fell |
Girl, if you need me, grab another from the well |
I can’t imagine what hell might have in store |
But I know once I’m there I won’t wander anymore |
Oh, Lord know I’m tired |
But I won’t rest my head until I’m home |
And if my hands find themselves another body |
Well, you can’t blame them for trying to keep warm |
Oh, Lord knows I’m weak |
But I can’t clear my head if I’m asleep |
Morals are simply a matter of time |
And where you lay your head’s a question of pride |
But when it’s said and done, you’ll find it in the lines |
That privilege and wit made me misfortune’s child |
Can’t tell collapse that it needs to slow down |
Can’t tell death that it shouldn’t come around |
And when they take my head and put it on a stake |
I’ll know that guilt and disgrace keep the dead men awake |
We’ve lived under this dark cloud forever |
Waiting for the bad luck to break |
Just let me try that one again |
With a little more feeling |
We’ve slept at the crossroads together |
Trying to make an honest mistake |
Just let me try that one more time |
Without a smile on my face |
Another road as empty as every promise is |
If life is pointless, then point taken, say amen |
So light another candle, put my body out to sea |
Because your heart is no place for a wretch like me |
Another stranger passing, a common dissonance |
If life is pointless, then point taken, say amen |
So light another candle, put my body out to sea |
Because your side is no place for a wretch like me |
When they unearth these passages |
Will I appear to be proud? |
Not if you’re listening close enough |
Not if you’re sounding it out |