Diamonds Are Made With Heat, Pressure, And Time

And I'll slide
Into this crack of mine
Pending the divine
I think we'll be here
For some time

Sometimes I come off as rude
Sometimes I'm in the
Most dramatic moods
Too many loose screws
Always pick and choose
How and when I lose

So I feed you a line
And yeah its a bad habit of mine
But this hole in me shows
Caring is how you let go
And leave it all behind

Or we divide
Assured destruction has arrived
And all of our walls
They cave and they fall
Nobody wins this fight

That's how we arrived
Into this mess that's
Yours and mine
And the glow in our souls
They fade and they corrode
And lose their lust for life

So feed me a line
It's all right to say your not fine
A good friend always knows
When you're feeling like coal
And not burning bright

I know you've had a bad life
But if you can trust me
Anger is disgusting
Maybe we could see eye to eye

So this is how we survive
Wrapped in silver, and holy light
And pending the divine
We could make it out alive

In this pain we will writhe
Diamonds are made with heat
Pressure and time
And pending the divine
We might make it out alive

And now we will climb
Out from this mess that
Was yours and mine
And pending the divine
We might make it
Out alive

And pending the divine
We might make it out alive
And pending the divine
We might make it out alive
In this pain we will writhe
Diamonds are made with
Heat pressure and time