Thorn

Theres blood all on the back seat
Oh we're lost
Lost inside the woods
The cars out of gas
Infection spreading
The thorn buried in your arm gots you worried. We’re all gonna die
We're gonna grow
We're gonna die
I didn’t meant to lie
I didn't meant to kill you
But I did
And I am so high
I can't feel my skin
I just want you pressed against my skin
Mouth full of hedge maze clogging my lungs blood inside my mouth sets the sinners go
Looking at the hole
Now that you hold you me so tight
Now that you do
For the last of my soul
Weigh me down
Weigh me down
You see that I'm lost you see that I'm bleeding in the back seat
You see that it's gone
See infections spreading lastly
You know your not longer then this
You know we're not longer then this
So I'm lost up in the roof
You were my only hope
Coming back from this shit
I’m just sober and over again
Its never, it’s been better
It's never got better