Текст песни
I'm seething, a different face, different name of mine
I'm dreaming, of a different place, different state of mind
So get me out from stuck inside my brain
Come save me
Pour a little water on my skin
Give me a little faith and let me dive back in
Back in
The deeper shades of gray
So dark, watch the rain trace a window pane
Nothing left to do but say
Sundays for saints
Wasting another day
All the ways I wouldn't change
The things I threw away
Sundays for saints
Wasting another day
All the ways I wouldn't change
The things I threw away
This feeling could take a little while to dissipate
Pull back the blinds and let the world propagate
I've been feeding
One too many demons in my time
Before the few years in my life tick by
So get me out from stuck inside my brain
Come save me
Pour a little water on my skin
Give me a little faith and let me dive back in
Back in
The deeper shades of gray
So dark, watch the rain trace a window pane
Nothing left to do but say
Sundays for saints
Wasting another day
All the ways I wouldn't change
The things I threw away
Sundays for saints
Wasting another day
All the ways I wouldn't change
The things I threw away
The higher the climb
The hole's just as deep
Scratching up the walls until my hands bleed
The price you pay
For your misaligned goals
Is the price you pay
When they judge up your soul
Yeah, they judge up your soul
They judge up your soul