Ill Lit West
If you wait
All alone
You'll find home
If i'm home
You'll find home
Fear is never quick
That's only fright
When you take
A chance like this
It takes all night
And I bite
I was born in a room
With a bright light on
For sure I was scared
Half to death
S. just died, near
The 4th of july
Have you heard
How it's better
Out west?
He just hums
Instead of sings
She just rings and rings
And rings and rings
And rings...
Call me as they
Call you away
Loathesome bad decisions
We sang
"i'm colder than
The quietest
Face you make, and
I miss the taste
Of the chase"
J. fell from the clouds
And he hit the crowd
Now we've lost that sound
C. was a secret
You scored
And you prayed
For more
Now, lord, they're yours