The Dark

All our sweetest sins
Carry them til our ends
They made you
And they made me

They say the dark will grow
In my eyes, across our skies, a road
Yeah a road

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The apple tree that we grew
Blew over, died last June
When the hurricane came barrelling through

And Grandpa can't sit up straight
He's lying down to rest his weary heart
While I must pray

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I know you're running scared
And you ain't going nowhere
Don't you die

I know you're running scared
You ain't going nowhere
Don't you die
Don't you die

Hidden under Papa's bed
The pistol my brother pressed to my head
Singing, just trust in me

Cause this holy house is a home
The dead don't rest, they rise in our chest
And our sins live unatoned.

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Credits
Writer(s): Simon Wilcox, Adam King Feeney, Lewis Beresford Hughes, Nicholas Valentino Audino, James John Abrahart Jr., Te Whiti Te Rangitepaia Mataa Warbrick, Madison Emiko Love, Camila Cabello
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