Simple Favor

Sitting close, under hush of monotone

We were not able

We warned you once, it is too much

It is too

Take this cross

Somehow I'm lost without my anger

Cut this rope, I am awash

I am sunk with out this anchor

Now I'm struck with the beauty of this favor

It is too much

Now I'm numb, they wanna cut me with their razors

They will cut you with their razors

We spoke soft with lifted cross i was unstable

We warned you once, it is too much

It is too

Now I'm struck with the beauty of this favor

It is too much

Now I'm numb, they wanna cut me with their razors

They will cut you with their razors