Lyrics Sick, Sad Heart - Gatherers

Sick, Sad Heart

There’s no medicine to take
No bids on the collection plates
And you wear your mother’s face
With the green of wilted polyethylene
I am my father’s son
I am drunk with all his blood
Guess you carry what you keep
Of your failure to breathe
You found my love wrapped in bandage tape
(And satan in the shower drain)
In stillborn fawns
Digging up my grave
We found comfort in some bottomless pit
Telephone ringing but no answer comes
How can you sleep?
Nothing is real
Heaven was written all over your face
Now peel it back
Violets pouring out your neck
Always we fall in love
Eat it up
It makes you pale
Veins collapsing
A sick sad heart can’t show you love
A sick sad heart is not enough
(No grace)
A sick sad heart can’t show you love
A sick sad heart is not enough
(Hands scraped)
(A sick sad heart can’t show you love
A sick sad heart is not enough
A sick sad heart can’t show you love
A sick sad heart is not enough
A sick sad heart can’t show you love
A sick sad heart is not enough
A sick sad heart can’t show you love
A sick sad heart is not enough)
Is this what you wanted?
Back and forth for you
Felt you raging in my head
Back and forth
Beg for abuse
Face
Peel it back 'til it blooms
A garden dying inside you
Always we fall in love
To eat it up
It makes you
I’m crawling in spirals
But, hey what’s the difference?
Your deer in the headlights
I’m, I am indifferent
Your deer in the headlights
I am indifferent
I’m crawling in spirals
But, hey what’s the difference?
Your deer in the headlights
I’m, I am-