No Deeper Than A Coffin
I swear, I promise you
Gonna to bring you down, gonna to bring you down
To see the hell I'm living in
To see the darkness creeping in
Inside of me
Inside of me
I don't see no halo
I don't fear your heavenly touch
I swear, I promise you
Gonna linger around this room a little longer
Gonna linger around this room a little longer with you
To haunt the halls and mark the walls
With every thought I could never resolve.
I don't see no halo
I don't fear your heavenly touch
I don't want my maker
Just a devil and a field of dust
In that moment of despair
I saw you sitting in the chair
Near the mirror where I used to shave myself
You said I know you miss me dear
I hear your cries so loud and clear
But these razor blades aren't the way back to me
Please don't hurt yourself
It just won't help
You're only looking for meaning in meaningless things
You know that you don't have to float all around
It's alright, clip your wings, settle down
It's the eyes in your head that need the fixing instead
They're only seeking out harm instead of looking for something
Pure and gold, you can turnover
Any page, any book, any time
You have no home...
You have no home...
You have no home...
You have no home...
Gonna to bring you down, gonna to bring you down
To see the hell I'm living in
To see the darkness creeping in
Inside of me
Inside of me
I don't see no halo
I don't fear your heavenly touch
I swear, I promise you
Gonna linger around this room a little longer
Gonna linger around this room a little longer with you
To haunt the halls and mark the walls
With every thought I could never resolve.
I don't see no halo
I don't fear your heavenly touch
I don't want my maker
Just a devil and a field of dust
In that moment of despair
I saw you sitting in the chair
Near the mirror where I used to shave myself
You said I know you miss me dear
I hear your cries so loud and clear
But these razor blades aren't the way back to me
Please don't hurt yourself
It just won't help
You're only looking for meaning in meaningless things
You know that you don't have to float all around
It's alright, clip your wings, settle down
It's the eyes in your head that need the fixing instead
They're only seeking out harm instead of looking for something
Pure and gold, you can turnover
Any page, any book, any time
You have no home...
You have no home...
You have no home...
You have no home...
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Writer(s): Brian Dowling
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