Midas Fall As Our Blood Separates
Brave my little world
Wrapped up with string and curls
Now its all I've got
Got the rest of our lives to exhale this dust
I'll roll out the corpses
She'll run out on me
She'll run out on me
Play this tug or war
Pulled apart by a dead mans rope
Now I can't slow down
I'll make mountains and castles but their only stone
Gotta reconnect
Clocked too many miles in that dead mans head
I'll roll out the corpses
She'll run out again
She'll run out again
Guilt won't slow this angry march
What's one plus two?
It holds the thrill
I will let you down
I will let you down
What of love and lies remain?
With time our blood will separate
Then I will hesitate
Then I will hesitate
