It Threatens
Someone take these eyes
Put them in a box with the rest of what the night has to offer me
Offer me restless waves for I don't need them here, set them free
I need relief, but skin wrapping knives doesn't appeal to me
This will continue through the darkness, at least that's what it threatens
Besides, what's the sun good for when clocks only make it worse
And in a place where time is worthless, then I'm looking too deep inside
And the morning laughs in my face like the pain in my head, repeating
The rest won't come but I need it more than anything that will take this off my mind
So when I close my eyes, I sleep.
Someone take these hands
That write these words for any other reason but for the purpose of the song
And the meaning that is passed on through my desperate lungs
I need a release, but the blades in my throat aren't doing me any favours
So save us and show me another door that isn't the same on the other side
Besides, what are dreams good for when your feet aren't even on the floor
And in a place where time is worthless, then I'm looking too deep inside
And if I look too deep inside, I'll just get afraid of what I may never find
Put them in a box with the rest of what the night has to offer me
Offer me restless waves for I don't need them here, set them free
I need relief, but skin wrapping knives doesn't appeal to me
This will continue through the darkness, at least that's what it threatens
Besides, what's the sun good for when clocks only make it worse
And in a place where time is worthless, then I'm looking too deep inside
And the morning laughs in my face like the pain in my head, repeating
The rest won't come but I need it more than anything that will take this off my mind
So when I close my eyes, I sleep.
Someone take these hands
That write these words for any other reason but for the purpose of the song
And the meaning that is passed on through my desperate lungs
I need a release, but the blades in my throat aren't doing me any favours
So save us and show me another door that isn't the same on the other side
Besides, what are dreams good for when your feet aren't even on the floor
And in a place where time is worthless, then I'm looking too deep inside
And if I look too deep inside, I'll just get afraid of what I may never find
Credits
Writer(s): James Michael Mattock, Andrew John Bayliss, Samuel Joseph Lister
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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