How long till it comes
Pull the weight off my tongue
And where will it land
In the harsh beating sun
All the lies oh my god
Can't just trust anyone
And how high will it go
Till it sinks to the ground
Here on your own
You're seeing a ghost
Can't undo whats been done
Forever no more
Stacks of clothing fill your room you
Can't find one thing to return
Let go of it all
Begin the slow withdrawal
How long till it comes
Pull the weight off your tongue
Better know where you'll land
In the harsh beating sun
In in the air up above
Won't you watch it erupt
And the dust cover up
What it was
It was
It was
Now the sun it down
Can't won't find me now