On The Rocks With No Ice

Duration

3:44

Genres

Alt. Rock

Lyrics

I've been building up these walls With these frail hands and rusty nails Just to keep you from this hell That beats inside my chest And I'll be searching for a reason To keep the hurt from intrusion But I lay with nothing left I gave away my conscience To the birds that fly among us (A gift to the sky, for keeping me alive) Good day to your sir, I am nothing You will forever be in good hands With or without me Just hold your head up high Your smile will keep me alive How curious we speak with these forked tongues Wearing all these faces like the shedding of emotions Oh yes we're wearing thin Serving under life's nauseous spin How could we co-exist We share the blood of so much sin You may use my heart As a depressant To feel what I feel So washed up and vacant So loveless, so gutless Leave your bags by the door Cause where we're headed Life is fashioned out of so much more This is what we've become Sounds with no resonance And rhythms that do not dance And Maybe after all of this You will see that You were blessed with everything I could ever be