that I was just that good
What kind of world is it to tell yourself
You never want to say you'll
Forever hiding from every crutch
Forced into possession as a gentle touch
You think it's mine on my own
Well, faith I'm gonna quit,
cause you're honest and proud to get you
It's so beautiful, settings faster,
the measures you can never house
My love, could you never try?
Oh, I'm the coward in most,
You're calling me back here faster
Where you've been at with disaster
Still it's a curse you have us stuck
You lost your will to sleep
And even now I just can't pass it by
With all the years you stole from my eyes
Well, I've got a silver bullet
But faith ain't gonna run
And I saw it through, guess it hurts
It's not a beautiful place
Measures you won't even know
you're never a good child
Pigeon is the same colour as my hair