I've been waiting for the fighting to begin.
Hold my hands up, leave sleep now. Under skies of present, dark upon my dress.
Watch your turn from white to red and tear the bone and clean me.
I am clinging to this burning and shaking bed.
Must I hold my hands up?
My bloody hands up.
Mercy, mercy, I've been caught lying with my darkest thoughts and grabbed my wings.
Pin me to the wall.
Hold my things, try to hold your ground.
Lift me up before I drown.
Madden creeps, leaves my skin and I can't even know who I'm missing.
From the neighbouring town, there's a boy who comes to sing upon our street.
I watch him from the window thinking deeper, deeper down, deeper in truth.
He just became a figure.
Still he holds his hands out.
I walk down to the river stand and shiver in the wind.
Throws stones, I watch him sink into the icy blue.
Let it rise above my ankles.
I don't want this darkness, but the sun just falls from the sky.
Mercy, mercy, I've been caught lying with my darkest thoughts and grabbed my wings.
Pin me to the wall.
Hold my things, try to hold your ground.
Lift me up before I drown.
Madden creeps, leaves my skin and I can't even know who I'm missing.
Mercy, mercy, I've been caught lying with my darkest thoughts and grabbed my wings.
Pin me to the wall.
Hold my things, try to hold your ground.
Lift me up before I drown.
Madden creeps, leaves my skin and I can't even know who I'm missing.
The Moon I speak.
