Don't waste your light on me, it'll be dead
Process has made a gape, devoided
Amputate the legs of all the non-believers
We'll forgive your past if you can play along
Omission of the dream
What's worse we'll never walk away
(Just let me know when it happens)
We pushed over the seams
I'll never tell a soul
We threw our crutches of weight into the ambry
Where we wait for the others to wake
We shuffle out of the bedroom and
Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it
We don't pray 'cause we don't give a shit
We won't beg no we won't pray
We don't pray 'cause we don't give a shit
We won't beg 'cause we don't care
The moderate way we made our trade
The deafening call I've lost my world
Saddened the gold box can't be locked
I siphon from you in ways I'm not
Did you take it on alone?
It's the opposite feel
We all forget pieces of rosary beads
Did you give yourself away?
As much as I need petrified pieces of rectory sheets
Holding me afloat
We pushed our mountains of weight into the ambry
Where we wait for the others to wake
We shuffle out of the bedroom and
Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it
We suffocate to see
We fade, it won't be long
Omission of the meaning
It can't, it can't be gold