Freckled vintage lights in a sinner's body I don't mind if ure in it for a long time alone We've got a long way to go Show up at your front as the dust Begins to wrap this up But decided not to be enough No overcoming hated trust Disregarding all the antics I read it below your skin Now the hours passing by and its started to rain on me Why am I, obliged to waiting for someone in misery Now the hours passing by and its started to rain on me When you see me holding to something I can't resist Hurts to constantly please a savior That I reckon I would need but All that I see are papers Crumpled enough to meet Excuses The death of me And my possibility To hold walking over me Yellow shifty eyes as it turns to green They all go by while we dreaded On the middle line Short enough to re decide And surely as the steps that I took for Winning in my head It started to weigh on me Discovered a mystery