Lyrics

I've been running around sick and tired from before
But I'll meet you there
I don't feel the love and the disconnection kicking in the sin of salt upon my skin
I can taste it
I've been running around sick and tired from before
But I'll meet you there
I don't feel the love and the disconnection kicking in the sin of salt upon my skin
I can taste it
Saying, what's it all for?
Cry out and get no answer
Can't make sense of it all
Can I really do this all myself?
The sin of salt clings to my skin
I can taste it, I can taste it
You have to spite it all in everything we all forget
You have to spite it all in everything we all forget
I forget about it all
I can't make sense of all these wonders around my head
I feel like it's gone
I can't cope
I need a fucking light
I don't think I can find the time
I don't think I can find the time
I won't be afraid
I won't be afraid of what comes next
I need something
I need to split bills in my bleeding hands
I can't see the light
I need a little light
Inside my own life
I'm wasting by God
Guided by a darkness
I won't be afraid of what comes next
And I'll find something new
Just to find myself
And just to find ourselves
That itch and ache inside my love, scratch the surface of her skull
The sun kissed cheeks broadened my glance
My eyes, they bounce away from my first dance
Paint me with clay amongst other men, I feel your lust sway again and again
The Phoenix looked into my eyes
And they said, "Son you have your father's lies"
And I've been searching for something to do
Just so I can keep myself right
And I've been searching for something to do
Just so I can keep myself right
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
You don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know him like I do
You don't know him like I do
Cause you don't know me like I do
Written by: Ben Goddard, Luke Niblock, Ross Cullen
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