Drag My Stone

Your Vice becomes your savior
There's nothing left to pour
The bottle's drying out
You're left begging for more

The snake will shed its skin
You will be born again
Burning from the inside
Your cancer starts to plague

When my time comes
And you call me home
Let the pale white horse
Drag my stone

Hell is just a graveyard
For all my hopes and dreams
I'm supposed to be a better man
But I refuse to see

There's nothing left for you to take
Except this fucking misery

Hell is where there is no love
Just the thought of you and me
All this time I've been running
I'm my own worst enemy

When my time comes
And you call me home
Let the pale white horse
Drag my stone

Drag my stone



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Galloway
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