Tongue Lyrics

I've got a pretty bad feeling about tonight
Tag team with the bottle and I'm down for the count
Point your fucking finger towards the sky before you point it at me
Don't point it at me

Where will we stand when this is over?
I asked it to a dying world

Take my life and walk away
I've never cared too much for breathing anyway
The thief has come and left his mark
He leaves us dry and begging for the tide to come and drown us all

I noticed where it's fallen, a pistol for my dying dreams

This dying dream (x2)

This is a call for self observation, though it don't come easy to us at all

So much for the honeymoon, so much for the funeral (x2)

This world has stolen my heart, and gently tore it apart
This world has stolen my heart, and slowly torn it all apart
To die for, something more than what we know
To die for, here beheaded on the throne
I visisted concubines, and practiced staring at the wall, and she found a hole in me that I left on the floor, making mistakes from my heart, this world has passed me by

Where will we stand when this is over?

You better stand your ground

When the earth tries to take you