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lyrics
Walls filled with hate make it so hard to see,
but this needle in my arm tells them you'll never leave me.
No hope in sight as the king drags his feet,
in the blink of an eye his home is swept out to sea.
There is a fucking anchor where there was a crown
something lost but rings out on the hollow ground
but then something in my chest grabs ahold so tightly
saying I deserve less and its so fucking frightening!
Is this just another dead end
my bones are breaking
my achy body's shaking
whys everybody faking
but you reached out your hand and......
(Chorus)
I never felt a fucking thing.
(Try to hide it but they can always see
something burning deep inside of me)
From all the distance this shit can bring
(Don't give up such a precious high, for a temporary goodbye).
I know it feels like I'm so far away
(something's are just so hard to see.)
Just pull me out of the dark, I never wanted to stay
(Can you get me out of here?)
(Verse)
(Fuck this shit) I'm in a sinking nightmare
kick life in the fucking teeth and start to care
(Oh its time to save me) I'm so tired of drowning,
I'll give you my hand as many times as I can but who's counting?
Early grave its not for me, looking at my watch I can finally see.
Its time to be who you were meant to be so just look at me.
I see your eyes from across this room
filled with glass pipes and burning wounds
(Yeah Yeah but what you dont know is)
He can hear you, through these walls of shit
So if your sick of it time you get a grip. But
(Chorus)
Its time you felt some fucking thing.
(Try to hide it but they can always see
something burning deep inside of me)
From all the hands that your friends can bring
(Don't give up such a precious high, for a temporary goodbye).
I know it feels like I'm so far away
(something's are just so hard to see).
Just pull me out of the dark, I never wanted to stay
(can you get me out of here?)
When something's wont ever hit home
you're not alone you're not fucking alone
So just take my fucking hand!
I am no king, I am no king. I am no king, I am no king.
credits
from An End To Anchor,
released July 1, 2015
Vocal Engineering, Mixing, and Mastering by Derek Moffat at 608 Studios
608studios.com
Vocals written by: Bobby Learmont
Music and programming by: Shawn Yates
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