Feed that mouth before it bleeds
You're overabundant in all your needs
I have trained for my whole life
This suits us all, the hands are tied
To weather it, to reach above
To be better than this careless whisper
And everything that I do
is a product of how much i love you.
And all that we will face
is drifting out and over our airspace.
And in the end, it's never wrong,
because who you love is where you are.
I cut it close to let it out.
My heart if full of this rage and this fear of doubt.
Over and over
these lovers they quarrel
you sink 'til you swim
it gets weaker with torture
My land is your hand
reaching to the corner
it swells while you sing
to your treasure and comfort.
Believe that the fate
you've laid out's not too late
for perfect ambition
your love and your vision.