歌词
You're missing the signs,
because it's not what you're looking for.
Faith is no bargain,
cheaply bought off of trickster hands.
The way of the shark is a middle way,
and the end of the road is a sharp mouth of knives
that thirsts for the clenching.
(Yeah it thirsts for the clenching)
Everything I need,
everything I touch
turns to quicksand.
The harder I try,
I try so hard.
It slips right through my fingers.
Belief is a virtue
which no conjurer can fable
for idle ears.
The path of the unfailing is a lions den for the simple-hearted.
In the end,
it is the gap of the serpent that burrows in the deep.
(Yeah it burrows in the deep)
Everything I need,
everything I touch
turns to quicksand.
The harder I try,
I try so hard.
It slips right through my fingers.
I am the awaited burst with the sun in my back.
Burning your wounds and igniting mine.
I am wine to your water.
No matter how much you pour the dilution
it won't whitewash my wrong.
(my wrong)
The harder I try,
I try so hard.
Everything I need,
everything I touch
turns to quicksand.
The harder I try,
I try so hard.
It slips right through my fingers.
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