Music: Jonna Lee
[Verse 1]
So the truth catches us here
Like it always will
This head on my lap
Drips of salt from eyes to mouth
To the floor of wood
[Pre-Chorus]
The brightest sky has no sentiment
For the darkest day of our youth
A suction from the waist up
Eating a hole through and through
[Chorus]
Time to let it dry
I amputate a part
Of this heavenly being
A wavering goodbye
A final cut apart
Though we've had so many
[Verse 2]
So the news reaches the clientele
Like a storm will slowly brew
And sweep in to destroy
All living good
[Pre-Chorus]
The brightest sky has no sentiment
For the darkest day of our youth
[Chorus]
Time to let it dry
I amputate a part
Of this heavenly being
I finally [?]
A give it to the [?]
Of responsible leaving
A wavering goodbye
A final cut apart
Though we've had so many