LYRIC FOR SALE

By Joe M

Today I cut myself on your tongue
There's no way I could find, a harsher one
All the ways I've been saying, 
You need to cut down
And the rest well it's just left me prayin'

Chorus: Twisted industry, there's nothing for you to see
Before long we'll both be dead
That's just what misery said
As she's setting me free. 

Pipe smoking and career joking
We sat on my bed amid poison clouds
But when it came time to wake up
The room it was bare
Leaving me weeping over her shrouds

Chorus

Wrecking balls swinging
Now the bells they are ringing
And the church falls silent around us
My friend now is gone
Her light has been shone
And the springtime feels pretty damn endless

chorus

It's times like this that I pray for a fall
for the rain to wash sins from around us
my misery said, with her hand on her chest
One day we'll both have it all

Her words echo in me
Her voice it rings clearly
But now I see darkness a'falling
But I loved her really
And I miss her dearly 
And I can still hear her calling