Poison the Well - II/III

Shuffle

This is the way I torture myself
Pick at myself 'til
I'm pieces on the counter
Till I'm crumbs on the floor
Till I'm crumbs on the floor

The inner room piled high
High with questions
Give me some time
Give me time
If there is a truth
It's dusty black

I'm thinking!
This is shut
I wanna be killed with the same
dignity that horses get
When they no longer race

Not at all
Not at all

Im in a room piled high
High with questions
Give me some time
Give me time
If there is a truth
It's dusty black

Judge me with light
Judge me with Screaming
Judge me death

Judge me with light
Judge me with Screaming
Judge me death

This is the way I torture myself
Pick at myself 'til
I'm pieces on the counter
Till I'm crumbs on the floor
Till I'm crumbs on the floor

Im in a room piled high
High with questions
Give me some time
Give me time
If there is a truth
They are
Just ugly memories
and subjects
That are getting old

Credits
Writer(s): Chris Hornbrook, Jeffrey Moreira, Ryan Primack
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link

Other Album Tracks

All Album Tracks: II/III >

Altri album

All Albums of Poison the Well >

Rockol

Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.

Feedback

Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.