Blurry Eyes

Is it too late
Am I found out now
My shoulder's cold
Fall into myself
And shut my mouth

This lonely place
Is a bitter ghost town
I do it to myself
I'm shutting down

It's all a blur
Could a bitter fight
Be the sweetest cure
It's all a blur
Let's just find out

I wanna feel like
This fight's not the start or the end
Just part of time
I wanna know that
My blows don't always have to make sense
Let's do the time
I'll open up
I feel my hands
Are finding grip in sinking sand
I wanna feel like
I wanna feel like

Defend feelings
With an empty sheath now
The armor's gone
And the weapons down
No winner's crown

So Mr. Sandman don't you call me over
Our eyes are tired
But we're shouting till we find resolve
We're tearing down these walls all over

I wanna feel like
This fight's not the start or the end
Just part of time
I wanna know that
My blows don't always have to make sense
Let's do the time
I'll open up
I feel my hands
Are finding grip in sinking sand
I wanna feel like
I wanna feel like

There's no end of the line
Bring the best, bring the worst
Bring the truth and lies
The gilding of hope
In the blur of our eyes

There's no end of the line
Bring the best, bring the worst
Bring the truth and lies
The gilding of hope
In the blur of our eyes

So it's only fair
That we find our way
To a place we know
Where we're both
Okay

I'll open up
I feel my hands
Are finding grip in sinking sand
I wanna feel like
I wanna feel like

I'll open up
I feel my hands
Are finding grip in sinking sand
I wanna feel like
I wanna feel like

I wanna feel like
This fight's not the start or the end



Credits
Writer(s): Brooks Whitehurst, Seth Findley, Ryan Solomon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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