The Western

(albüm: Blanc Burn - 2011)

I'm having a battle with myself
I'm losing every round to dignity and health
The mother of all battles will be with my fears
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It's dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in
But it's bright, too bright out there
And I find your light blinding
Hear me out

Now the thing I fear most is myself
Fears a true loyal servant to me
Through the peaks and the troughs
And the mud and the blood and the beer

It's dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in
But it's bright, too bright out there
And I find your light blinding

The blood of the wound in the deepest of cuts
Would hurt so much less if love would not clot
It's dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in

Yeah, I'm having a fight with myself
I'm losing every round to dignity and health
The mother of all battles will be with my fears
Friends will be spilt along with my bear

It's dark dark dark down here
I hate to feel closed in
But it's bright, too bright out there
And I find your light blinding