Grace At A Party

(albüm: To Kill A King - 2015)

Oh be damned or be blessed
You carved her name into your chest
We move on, we move on

Charge the kid with spinning lies
And kindly mention that his heart is in his mouth
So back down, you kindly fool
Squeezed into this room two hearts explode
We joke, we joke
All the while with painted smiles
While inside you're saying "you can sit and swivel love"
Reciting lines of hope
I guess I must of read them somewhere
Muttering like a mantra
Running sweaty hands through my hair

Show me grace under pressure
Show me grace against this fire
You're fine, you're fine
Keep saying you're fine

Where are we now? Half cut and loose
We frayed our friends on which side to choose
We move on, we move on
Peering through the hazy room
And everybody's moving
Like they never heard music before
And I'm dusting off my coat
I guess I must of fallen down somewhere
Still muttering lines of hope
Like some coked up, doped up fiend

Show me grace under pressure
Show me grace against this fire
You're fine, you're fine
Keep saying you're fine