Oh, I’ll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone but how was I to know?
I didn’t come this far to sink so low
I’m finally holding on to letting go
Oh, I’ll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone but how was I to know?
I didn’t come this far to sink so low
I’m finally holding on to letting go
[Verse 1]
I’m just weathering a rough patch… another villain with an itch to scratch
Denial is the darkest when you live in a hole
Why does the Hell make you feel so cold?
Make a move and you pay for it
Pick a Lord and you pray to it
You’re so demanding when you want the truth, but your stories don’t read for me
[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone but how was I to know?
I didn’t come this far to sink so low
I’m finally holding on to letting go
[Verse 2]
Indecision Overload
Keep a buckle on the Devil and your eyes on the road
Reaching out for the hand of God, but did you think you’d shake your own?
This killing field is all grown over, the Motherfucker wants it wild
Go sew your oats in alphabetical order
The anti antagonist is back in style
Myopic, cannot see straight
Dystopic, one sin too Late
You got to lie if you want to believe, but your bibles don’t work on me
[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone but how was I to know?
I didn’t come this far to sink so low
I’m finally holding on to letting… go
[Bridge]
Did you think you could win? And fill me in?
Did you think you could do it again? I’m not your sin
I was all that you wanted and more but you didn’t want me
I was more than you thought I could be
So I’m setting you free- I’m setting you free
You’ve killed the saint in me
How dare you martyr me
You’ve killed the saint in me
[Chorus]
Oh, I’ll never kill myself to save my soul
I was gone but how was I to know?
I didn’t come this far to sink so low
I’m finally holding on to letting… go
[Outro]
You’ve killed the saint in me
How dare you martyr me
You’ve killed the saint in me
How dare you martyr me
Åh, jag kommer aldrig att döda mig för att rädda min själ
Jag var borta men hur skulle jag kunna veta?
Jag har inte kommit så här långt att sjunka så lågt
Jag äntligen håller på att släppa taget
[Vers 1]
Jag bara vittring en grov lapp ... en annan skurk med en klåda att repa
Denial är den mörkaste när man bor i ett hål
Varför i helvete gör du känner så kallt?
Göra ett drag och du betalar för det
Välj en Lord och du ber till det
Du är så krävande när du vill att sanningen, men dina berättelser läser inte för mig
[Kör]
Åh, jag kommer aldrig att döda mig för att rädda min själ
Jag var borta men hur skulle jag kunna veta?
Jag har inte kommit så här långt att sjunka så lågt
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