divine lies

I'm writing letters to an empty address
When I try, all I do is make a mess
They're telling me to choose a ride to drive
God, I'm so unprepared, I'd rather die (hey!)

Pour me a glass of your most divine lies
'Cause I'm so afraid of the truth that I cry
Fix luxurious gold monocles over my eyes
I'd rather lock up the darkness inside

My future hangs like the storms in the sky
I close every new door 'cause I'm too shy
Sugar coat everything I don't wanna hear
Shut out all the ghosts that I fear

They tell me everything will be alright
So why do I stay up worrying late at night? (hey!)

Pour me a glass of your most divine lies
'Cause I'm so afraid of the truth that I cry
Fix luxurious gold monocles over my eyes
I'd rather lock up the darkness inside

Pass me a glass of your most celestial lies
Pull your soft wool over my eyes
Pass me a glass of your most celestial lies
Pull your soft wool over my eyes (hey!)

Pour me a glass of your most divine lies
'Cause I'm so afraid of the truth that I cry
Fix luxurious gold monocles over my eyes
I'd rather lock up the darkness inside



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Warren, Trent Hays
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