Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lungs Like Gallows, artist - Senses Fail. Album song Follow Your Bliss: The Best of Senses Fail, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 18.06.2012
Record label: Workhorse
Song language: English
Lungs Like Gallows |
I give blood to prove to myself |
That I can matter to somebody else |
Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands? |
Don’t put your faith in the desert sand |
The wind is always blowing |
There are gallows deep inside my lungs |
That’s where I hung ambition |
Is it luck that’s knocking right on my back door? |
Because I’ve been breaking mirrors since 1984 |
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores |
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors |
So give me seven more |
I give blood not for the cause |
But to slowly give up the person I was |
Holding my breath won’t help |
Everything went to hell |
So now I steal back pennies from the well |
Because my wishes failed |
I am screaming at my own shadow |
To stop living like a ghost |
I don’t need her; |
I’m not that desperate |
Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then |
Cause I’m not done screaming yet |
You can call off the intervention |
Cause I don’t need your attention |
I don’t need her; |
I’m not that desperate |
I don’t need her; |
I’m not that desperate |