Hey, the mornings grey
Just like the holes in your soul
Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways
I'm not blocking you out you were always standing in my way
Just like the holes in your soul
Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways
I'm not blocking you out you were always standing in my way
We shake the great from the shackled
We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways
We rake the great cause we have to
We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways
I can feel you separate
Just take the bait and I'll turn the page
Hey, do you still pray
Do you know that the feelings gone away
Now you're astray
I'm not blocking you out you were always standing in my way
Just like the holes in your soul
Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways
I'm not blocking you out you were always standing in my way
We shake the great from the shackled
We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways
We rake the great cause we have to
We're not sorry that we're sorry for our old ways
I can feel you separate
Just take the bait and I'll turn the page
Just like the holes in your soul
Do you feel them when you pray to your old ways
I'm not blocking you out you were always standing in my way