deer tick
big house
It's a big house, With all this things you assume and sure of In the big world With all these things you never heard of.  But fix me up now, if it seems that I need fixing Correct me, if I stand to be correct it, mhm  It's a sad song All these worlds you heard enough of Pray for wthat you are With only side you wanna follow  Left me up now, let me walk amongst the gifted If I'm asking too much, just as please, be comfort in, oh  Every morning when you're mean To keep your hands clean It's running down your arms Casting shadows on your heart  You show me how to die cut the price on how to cry You show me out of time Yes I'll catch you by and by Mhm yeah.  It's a deep hole, when you dug with all your lyin' It's a fact poor And you don't know, I know it's flyin' And save his need and savings When the shore you .. but lovers need to let down But you figure out with heartens  Every morning when you're mean To keep those hands clean But it's running down your arms Oh it's tearing you apart.  You've spoken to the sky And you lied a million times Show me how to die I guess I'll catch you on the side Mhm