SON Lyrics

I stuck my head through the ceiling

I couldn't find any meaning

It's like I always done seen it

You left me broken and bleeding

Left out of town on the season

I should've always believed

You'd grow distant for no reason

And now The Son's upset

I hope it get a little better

It's outta' my hands

I'm crawling right back into your sweater

Left for dead

It's all in my head again

And I just wish I lived in your walls

You could get it all out then

Ignorin' my calls since the day that you found him

It's all in the cost of betraying my health

Left my soul on the shelf

So I put you through hell

(Hah)

Flip the ignition

I don't have time for livin' in it

It's my own mission

In spite of my own condition it is

Makin' incisions, It's cutting me up all over my skin

But I been with it

I'm running all these laps until I spin

(Baby)

But still my feet grip the sand

I'll build a bigger, better brand

Maybe one that could withstand your touch

I'll fold my bread into the bands

I'll hold you in my feeble hands

Maybe I could be a better man next

Times up

Time and time again

You could make your mind up

It would be fine

But then you wouldn't be fine

It'll take time and time again

And I just wish I lived in your walls

You could get it all out then

Ignorin' my calls since the day that you found him

It's all in the cost of betraying my health

Left my soul on the shelf

So I put you through hell

(Hah)

Flip the ignition

I don't have time for livin' in it

It's my own mission

In spite of my own condition it is

Makin' incisions, It's cutting me up all over my skin

But I been with it

I'm running all these laps until I spin