Neck Romancer

Recall the moment that you dug me up
Choke down the momentary blood and dust
I had buried that part of me in the forest floor years ago, now

Stand up, relearn to walk on broken limbs
Curse myself because i'm always fucking stumbling
Like a murder of crows, I pick apart everything good about me

And every night I get this feeling like i'm dying alone
Pin me up and hang me from the crosses
I'm not a martyr
I'm the thief nailed through the hands beside of him
I don't know

If you can bring me back again, but I hope so
Because I've been dying since the day we met to know you

Think back to decomposing in your bed
Each word is bleeding us a little less
Should I bury the axe, or should I try to return the freshly dead?

Fight off the things that I am scared of most
Enamored by a ghost that I had made up
But I loved every skeleton in that closet you're so afraid of

And every time I get this feeling like I scare you to death
In my head, you're lighting up your torches
I'm not a monster
I'm the innocent creaks through the house that I grew up in
And every night I get this feeling like i'm dying alone
Pin me up and hang me from the crosses
I'm not a martyr
I'm the thief nailed through the hands beside of him

I don't know if you can bring me back
Again, because I've been dying to know you

Specter of dying light, won't you put me back together one more time?

Specter of dying light, won't you bring me back to life?



Credits
Writer(s): Johan Guerra
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