| The static grows
|
| And kills the message
|
| Unclear as the wind blows
|
| Thin whispers through
|
| All the wreckage
|
| We search and plan to fail
|
| Looking to save the story
|
| So be sure to bang the nail
|
| And seal the exit out
|
| Feel the way
|
| Through your revelation
|
| Does it feel the way you want to,
|
| You want to?
|
| Just say it like it’s all true
|
| Just tell it like you want to You bled along
|
| The edge of reason
|
| You couldn’t change your mind
|
| Into the dying season
|
| Don’t explain, I know
|
| The lies which you let go The ones you thought you knew
|
| Held onto deep, dark truth
|
| Feel the way
|
| Through your revelation
|
| Does it feel the way you want to,
|
| You want to?
|
| Just say it like it’s all true
|
| Just tell it like you want to Calculate one last scene of struggling
|
| As I’m sinking I’ll be looking for you
|
| 'Cause you know who to blame
|
| But you can’t (you can’t you can’t you can’t) stop the pain (the pain the pain
|
| the pain the pain)
|
| Cause of what the blame (the blame the blame) meant to me to me to me
|
| Feel the way
|
| Through your revelation
|
| Does it feel the way you want to?
|
| You want to?
|
| Just say it like it’s all true
|
| Just tell it like you want to Calculate one last scene of struggling
|
| As I’m sinking I’ll be looking for you
|
| 'Cause you know who to blame
|
| As I’m sinking I’ll be looking for you
|
| 'Cause you know who to blame
|
| As I’m sinking I’ll be looking for you
|
| 'Cause you know who to blame |