Lyrics Strugglers - Four Letter Lie

Strugglers

I find no comfort here for the taking
In our search for solid ground
I’m not asking for a miracle
She waits in coma calling out my name
It won’t mean a thing
These steps I take, I take alone
Won’t make a difference
I’m on top of all the wrong things
Will an answer bring me back to life?
Back to these cold sheets
And your love for sympathy
We don’t even talk anymore
I count my blessings
Your teeth like daggers
Cut right through the wire
You walk to prove what’s real
Yeah, we’re talking because
We’ve got something to say
No matter what happens
The best is yet to come
She waits in coma calling out my name
These steps I take
Won’t make a difference
I’m on top of all the wrong things
Will an answer bring me back to life?
Back to these cold sheets
And your love for sympathy
We don’t even talk anymore
Leaving me empty, defining my existence
I’m right where I belong?
The outcome will be the greatest reward
Basking in your presence we realize
What’s perfect can’t be changed
I’m on top of all the wrong things
Will an answer bring me back to life?
Back to these cold sheets
And your love for sympathy
We don’t even talk anymore