Congratulations, Christopher Hodge

(альбом: This Too Won't Pass - 2018)

(The scars remain)
I gave up trying to stitch or patch them up
They're on display
For everyone to use it how they want
(It all repeats)
The plays go up on the songs that cut you deep
They want it all
Their prying eyes
Just waiting till you fall

All of the seasons, all of the days
All of the reasons I felt this way
So long (so long), so long (so long)
All of the records and all of the shows
All of the nights where I sang those words
So long, so long, so long

(The iron fist)
It holds you down and it never bares the gift
Oh, what a shame
A passing trend
They'll soon forget my name
(The lights went dark)
A bastard son that could never hit the mark
Or fit the frame
The more things changed
The more they stayed the same

All of the seasons, all of the days
All of the reasons I felt this way
So long (so long), so long (so long)
All of the records and all of the shows
All of the nights where I sang those words
So long (so long), so long, so long (so long)

When I look into the mirror decide myself
I can't muster up the courage to ask for help
These problems keep appearing
It's clear I've hit the ceiling
Who could ask for more than their name in lights?
I guess I'm something like a giant afraid of heights
I'm searching for a meaning
Reality is fleeting

Splitting headache
I'm paralyzed
It's like a war zone inside my mind

All of the seasons, all of the days
All of the reasons I felt this way
So long (so long), so long (so long)
All of the records and all of the shows
All of the nights where I sang those words
So long (so long), so long, so long
(All for nothing)