Finch Follow

Treacherous hold on me

With daggers for teeth

A pound of flesh for regret

Tied to marionette

Limp around my neck

Who knows which way to go?

Charcoal burnt sunrise

Sent by the river

To tell me lies (tell me lies)

Cold shades of sanity

Are bleeding over

I broke apart the disguise

The demon lives in the eyes, and

Underneath your breath

A softly spoken

Death

I hate that it tastes this way

Medicine gets so stale

A cut from a piece of mind

Then will you listen

I'm only me

"This man is using his mind as a weapon...

... And woe is better the creature who

Steps into his garden"

Let's see if I can't get it on me

Let's see if I can't get him all over my hands

"He's had another attack"

There's nothing bringing me back

Sailor says full mast

Following the sun

I hate that it tastes this way

Medicine gets so stale

A cut from a piece of mind

Then will you listen

I'm only me

A cut from a piece of mind

Then will you listen

A cut from a piece of mind

Then will you listen

Where are you? -

- (Where are you?)

Where are you? -

- (Where are you?)