Death, Pillage, Plunder

Yes I'm bleak
But did I have a chance?
Born to the side of the road and
A sideways glance

Heaven can wait
I’m swimming in the low
Blood on my knuckles and the wall and
Tears in tow
But I'm a sycophant

Falling like a feather knowingly sinking like a stone
Why the more you love the more I feel to be alone?
Tell me you adore me making sure to let me know
So why the more you give the more I feel to you I owe?

But is it any wonder?
Is it a surprise?
That death pillage plunder
In the black of my eye

Is it any wonder?
Is it a surprise?
That under the man that I built
There's a child

Yes I’m bleak
But did I have a chance
Born to the back of her hand and
A sideways glance

Heaven can wait
Hell needs a cook
I'm a poet with a novel in his heart and
You're my notebook

Falling like a feather knowingly sinking like a stone
Why the more you love the more I feel to be alone?
Tell me you adore me making sure to let me know
So why the more you give the more I feel to you I owe?

But is it any wonder?
Is it a surprise?
That death pillage plunder
In the black of my eye

Is it any wonder?
Is it a surprise?
That under the man that I built
There's a child

[guitar solo]

But is it any wonder?
Is it a surprise?
That death pillage plunder
In the black of my eye

Is it any wonder?
Is it a surprise?
That under the man that I built
There's a child