Civil Wars

(альбом: White Line Fever - 2020)

I remember your face in the mirror
I remember the look in your eyes
The subtlety of your secrets and whispers
Telling me that I'm something I'm not

All the silly games you play and walk away with nothing to show
We shed this skin wherever we go
Pull yourself together once again or else it's all that she wrote
Your hands, my heart. We'll take it slow

The wars we wage inside our heads
The lies we can't escape
We tasted fear in younger years
And buried our mistakes
The weaker ones are left behind
The wounded, good as dead
So tell me who you think you are
We'll handle this like men

Yeah!

You think you're tough then put your money where your mouth is
So afraid of the thought of what you could become
The fight is here and it is more than you had bargained for
Run away, run away. It's what you really want

The wars we wage inside our heads
The lies we can't escape
We tasted fear in younger years
And buried our mistakes
The weaker ones are left behind
The wounded, good as dead
So tell me who you think you are
We'll handle this like men

We've all got civil wars
We've all got civil wars
We've all got civil wars
(We've all got civil wars)
(Tearing us apart)

You fell on black days once again
And still you crawl under my skin
There is no rest, you're always there
Killing myself is what I do best
You're always there

You're always there