Eight days I closed my eyes, the young messiah awoke
And I found myself at his side
Then he barely spoke he said
"Let go of hiding and your pride will melt away"
I think he meant to say
"Boy, you are a vessel of fire
No matter what you'll end up burning inside
Joy, is just a figment of the all seeing eye
Your flames will build and destroy"
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
Sold off my gilded sheets, I threw the cash in the wind
And I weighed down my aching feet
He said "walk back in", and
Now that I'm empty I'm ready just wake me up
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
"Boy, you ain't the prodigal one
You better kiss the dirt that covers your hand
Push your broken arrow through the rotating sky
Claim that throne made of sand"
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
Ugly Sun - Doubt Lyrics
Ugly Sun - Doubt Lyrics
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Eight days I closed my eyes, the young messiah awoke
And I found myself at his side
Then he barely spoke he said
"Let go of hiding and your pride will melt away"
I think he meant to say
"Boy, you are a vessel of fire
No matter what you'll end up burning inside
Joy, is just a figment of the all seeing eye
Your flames will build and destroy"
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
Sold off my gilded sheets, I threw the cash in the wind
And I weighed down my aching feet
He said "walk back in", and
Now that I'm empty I'm ready just wake me up
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
"Boy, you ain't the prodigal one
You better kiss the dirt that covers your hand
Push your broken arrow through the rotating sky
Claim that throne made of sand"
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
And I found myself at his side
Then he barely spoke he said
"Let go of hiding and your pride will melt away"
I think he meant to say
"Boy, you are a vessel of fire
No matter what you'll end up burning inside
Joy, is just a figment of the all seeing eye
Your flames will build and destroy"
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
Sold off my gilded sheets, I threw the cash in the wind
And I weighed down my aching feet
He said "walk back in", and
Now that I'm empty I'm ready just wake me up
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
"Boy, you ain't the prodigal one
You better kiss the dirt that covers your hand
Push your broken arrow through the rotating sky
Claim that throne made of sand"
Show me scenes of doubt
We sit in a line, you draw it out
Using the dust that lines the door
I won't be a prisoner anymore
Writer: John Crook
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid