Paroles: 8 Stops 7. My Would-Be Savior.

You try and fill my mind with doubt
Say I've forgotten who I am
But maybe you've forgotten
How to understand, so

Have your whispers
I excused myself too soon
Antisocial
Maybe yes and maybe you

Two days after the flood begins to settle down
I sit alone in a room full of friends
My would-be savior slips something into my mouth
For kicks

You live a life without regret
Bend a truth until it breaks
I thought I'd seen you at your best
But my mistake so

Have your whispers
I excused myself too soon
Antisocial
Maybe yes and maybe you

Two days after the flood begins to settle down
I sit alone in a room full of friends
My would-be savior slips something into my mouth
For kicks

You're sorry, yes you are
But what do you know
You'll have to think this through
On your own

Tries to play it safe
Wants to be afraid
Cannot do the same
Push it away

You try and fill my mind with doubt S
Aye, I've forgotten who I am
But maybe you've forgotten how
To understand...so

Have your whispers
I excused myself too soon
Antisocial
Maybe yes and maybe you

Two days after the flood begins to settle down
I sit alone in a room full of friends
My would-be savior slips something into my mouth
For kicks

Tries to play it safe
Wants to be afraid
Cannot do the same
Push it away