What a deal I've worked with Father Sky He's given me a choice with time Walking straight on lines Don't let our ankles roll You've got to tip toe Not to hurt your soul Our bodies take a toll
You move the Pacific You move...
Tearing through the light of your horizon I try to find a way to screw my head on right Tell me to confess but I have no regrets You've got me by the neck
It's raw to my leather flesh I gave my best, away to no one specific You're no one specific
A bone chilling culture mess and still the vulture over my head is threatening my sins Digging deep inside my chest realize we're loving less Oh, and I gave my best
You move the Pacific You move...
Tearing through the light of your horizon I try to find a way to screw my head on right Tell me to confess but I have no regrets You've got me by the neck
It's Raw to my leather flesh I gave my best, away to no one specific You're no one specific
Who are you when no one's watching? 'Cause I always find myself talking to someone in time with me To whom do you speak but never see? To whom do you speak but never see?
Tearing through the light of your horizon I try to find a way to screw my head on right Tell me to confess but I have no regrets You've got my be the neck
It's raw to my leather flesh I gave my best, away to no one specific You're no one specific What a deal I've worked with Father Sky To no one specific You're no one specific What a deal I've worked with Father Sky You're no one specific You're no one...
Compositores: Sierra Kusterbeck, Blake Harnage, Devin Ingelido