Low Roar Help Me
We built a house
On sacred ground
What happened out there
Now happens in here
Cold sweats and couches
This was the worst of my fears
Help me out
Help me out
Bones made of glass
I'm starving
For someone to fill
My blood, my skin
Help me out
Help me out
Help me out
Help me out
What's left to talk about?
What's left to talk about?
