Composure

[Verse 1]
Make sure the rope's tight
'Cause I don't like heights
And lookin' down makes me sick
I'll force my butterflies to fly in formation
One false step and I know I'll slip
I'm always tryin' to stay grounded without fallin' to my death
I'm always findin' a way 'round it, to safeguard the good in me that's left

[Hook]
Well I promise there's a price you pay to be a saint
This is a sinner's world, so choose your flames
Live in the dark, give hell your soul to claim
Or let your body burn to light the way
Well I promise there's a price you pay to be a saint
This is a sinner's world, so choose your flames
Live in the dark, give hell your soul to claim
Or let your body burn to light the way

[Verse 2]
Make sure the rope's tight
'Cause I don't like heights
And lookin' down makes me sick
If my nerves don't spark in sequence
I'll just be thankful I worked on my grip
But if I fell, then I'd still sing
A raven's still a songbird after you clip its wings
And when tempter sends or tempest brings my last moments
I'll be falling free

[Hook]
Well I promise there's a price you pay to be a saint
This is a sinner's world, so choose your flames
Live in the dark, give hell your soul to claim
Or let your body burn to light the way
Well I promise there's a price you pay to be a saint
This is a sinner's world, so choose your flames
Live in the dark, give hell your soul to claim
Or let your body burn to light the way