City Of Souls TYING TONGUES
I lie awake again tonight
Running everything over and over
And my will is made of iron
Lacking ambition
Eyes are on the prize shattering
Born to rise to shine
Rusted in position
Watch the world go by
Through other people living
Hoping I don't burn my tongue
Tying every word up
Reading too far into things I've done
Tying every word up in your arms
I collected all this junk
To only wear it once
I watch it pile up
But i cannot say stop
Staring back at me
As I try and wash it off
I'll always keep clean
Dust free
Hoping I don't burn my tongue
Tying every word up
Reading too far into things I've done
Tying every word up in your arms
Tying every word up