Everything is Sacred
The air froze solid deep inside my lungs today
Constantly reminding me
Chin back, stand up straight
Not strong enough to write a song for Josephine
Too broke to keep my conscience clean
I hope she's proud of me
Spent the last few months on a sense of self
But now the wayside's full, fall somewhere else
You can try like hell to get back the blood you spilled
Everything is sacred, everything is sacred
Another day to live, another sentiment
Take your hits and face the wind
No one's innocent
A gift I take for granted every now and then
But I've been so much worse than this
I'm grateful in the end
Spent the last few months on a sense of self
But now the wayside's full, fall somewhere else
You can try like hell to get back the blood you spilled
A blank slate's fine, but won't keep you safe
And when the heat turns up will you hold your shape
Keep your pieces close, put together what you made
Everything is sacred, everything is sacred
Spent the last few months on a sense of self
But now the wayside's full, fall somewhere else
You can try like hell to get back the blood you spilled
A blank slate's fine, but won't keep you safe
And when the heat turns up will you hold your shape
Keep your pieces close, put together what you made
Everything is sacred, everything is sacred
Constantly reminding me
Chin back, stand up straight
Not strong enough to write a song for Josephine
Too broke to keep my conscience clean
I hope she's proud of me
Spent the last few months on a sense of self
But now the wayside's full, fall somewhere else
You can try like hell to get back the blood you spilled
Everything is sacred, everything is sacred
Another day to live, another sentiment
Take your hits and face the wind
No one's innocent
A gift I take for granted every now and then
But I've been so much worse than this
I'm grateful in the end
Spent the last few months on a sense of self
But now the wayside's full, fall somewhere else
You can try like hell to get back the blood you spilled
A blank slate's fine, but won't keep you safe
And when the heat turns up will you hold your shape
Keep your pieces close, put together what you made
Everything is sacred, everything is sacred
Spent the last few months on a sense of self
But now the wayside's full, fall somewhere else
You can try like hell to get back the blood you spilled
A blank slate's fine, but won't keep you safe
And when the heat turns up will you hold your shape
Keep your pieces close, put together what you made
Everything is sacred, everything is sacred
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Anthony Wojcik, Wojcik Matt, Jeffrey Willis
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