Album: 8:18
Promise the lake. Don't try, don't be.
Exist just like me. Promise shame.
Every bit of everything is screaming
So quietly, quietly.
Is there anything else to say?
Are there any more words to sing?
Right after doubting all the things you claim.
Right before giving all of it away.
I thought I was ready to write
But you had me years ago.
You had me at first sight
Even if it means nothing now.
Promise these hands.
No more empty praise and worship.
Get lost at first sight.
I'm driving my car away.
I'm heading north.
I thought I was ready to write
But you had me years ago.
You had me at first sight
Even if it means nothing now.
It hurts most in the mornings
And I wish I was in Chicago.
Their statements are all contradictions
And I don't think they can figure it out.
All our damages transform us.
We're like our own historians.
Is there anything else to say?
Are there anymore words to sing?
Is there anything else to say?
Every bit of everything is screaming.
Every bit of everything is screaming.
Promise the lake. Get lost at first sight.