Chasing sundays
Round and round
Blind steps off of moons
And stars are pleading
Will you catch us falling down?
Rejoice rejection
Without a sound
Camouflage on open wounds
Dissecting sympathies
Curtains down come take a bow
And gods solutions
Are never found
In divinity there’s ecstasy
Make love in echoes
Cling to the souls exhausted clean
I'll wait for you
To go away
Again
I will push
You far away
I’ve given up
But you shoot anyway
I'm guilty of
Everything
My hands are up
I'm on my knees
I don’t have a gun
You can search me please
I’ve given up
But you shoot anyway
I'm guilty of
Everything
