Here on your doorstep With history before you Watch me fuck up again I’m always punishing Say a prayer for me now
With all the beauty in the world At our vile little fingertips I can’t help where the gavel slams
Elephants tied to a daisy Babies left on doorsteps Slow erosion of all hope and faith I wish I could say it matters You claim and you cry Histrionics and all the lying I was sworn to protect you from the crazy, the crazies, the crazy out there
I am the son I am the sun I am the son When you are done with me Let me go free I swear I won’t bother anyone I am the son I am the son
All I ever wanted to be Was your angel Peace be you and also with
I’ve got my work cut out for me Climbing the resistance mounting You can run but you can’t come anywhere near hiding We are likely to bleed for a bit You can climb and crawl to the top of the cliff That I’d fall you off of You said I would fly
Head for the sun Get lost in the son I swear I’d follow you anywhere We are the sum Of all we have done Beware who’ll follow you Beware of what comes After all we have done Can’t stay this dumb forever Let this be done So we can get on You can laugh at me all you wantTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
