Ouija Cult

(альбом: Familiar Faces - 2019)

I'm on the fence, looking for a reason
You are here, again, again, whoa-oh-oh

And just like that
A villain, no a monster
With a beautiful disguise
A product of my lies
Took its toll on everyone that
I have ever loved (I have ever loved)
Changed my ways of thinking, left me
Wondering who I was

We all know, why you disappeared
Drunk at home late nights hoping
You would still be here
And you would still be here

I'm holding on to every somber theme
We're lost and undefined
Got no dollars left to spend tonight
But you said I wasn't strong
You said I don't belong
I still wade in all the chaos and your love

Lies
We can find a way to make it right
Yeah, yeah

Hold on, it's almost over
This ghost town will be your home sweet home

Falsify, the life you're living
Make a pact in the hell you've sunk in
Running from fears was my only regret
'Cause I'm through with the bullshit, you'll get what you get

I'm holding on to every somber theme
We're lost and undefined
Got no dollars left to spend tonight
But you said I wasn't strong
You said I don't belong
I still wade in all the chaos and your love

(Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa)

If you could find the fucking time
We'll celebrate and cheers goodbye
I never thought you show up anyways
I'll be fine