The Comfort in Leaving Songtext
von Raunchy
The Comfort in Leaving Songtext
Fight me, just fucking fight me
I′ll sacrifice it all so you can be set free
Scream for me, you're just a concept, baby
Devastating lies; you′re not being honest with me
You big fucking gun (son of gun)
When you speak of sex it was easier to tell
Everything you wanted to hear
You big cigar, you big cigar
Kill me
I'm not insane
This is for the coming
Like the sun it weeps
We long for more
It's a full moon and I′m off the shit
Now I can′t remember what I've said
It was easier to find comfort in leaving your sorry ass
Than tell you how I felt
Just how I really felt
When I am god (you are nothing)
Fire will burn away the sin (you big fucking gun)
For all your glory
This is for the coming
Like the sun it weeps
We long for more
Now is the time for you to
Pick up your clothes and go to
That fucking place where you belong
Take what you need to get there
Just take it all, I don′t care
As long as I'm sure you′ll go away
Now is the time for you to
Pick up your clothes and go to
That fucking place where you belong
Take what you need to get there
Just take it all, I don't care
As long as I′m sure you'll go away
Now is the time for you to
Pick up your clothes and go to
That fucking place where you belong
Take what you need to get there
Just take it all, I don't care
As long as I′m sure you′ll go away
I′ll sacrifice it all so you can be set free
Scream for me, you're just a concept, baby
Devastating lies; you′re not being honest with me
You big fucking gun (son of gun)
When you speak of sex it was easier to tell
Everything you wanted to hear
You big cigar, you big cigar
Kill me
I'm not insane
This is for the coming
Like the sun it weeps
We long for more
It's a full moon and I′m off the shit
Now I can′t remember what I've said
It was easier to find comfort in leaving your sorry ass
Than tell you how I felt
Just how I really felt
When I am god (you are nothing)
Fire will burn away the sin (you big fucking gun)
For all your glory
This is for the coming
Like the sun it weeps
We long for more
Now is the time for you to
Pick up your clothes and go to
That fucking place where you belong
Take what you need to get there
Just take it all, I don′t care
As long as I'm sure you′ll go away
Now is the time for you to
Pick up your clothes and go to
That fucking place where you belong
Take what you need to get there
Just take it all, I don't care
As long as I′m sure you'll go away
Now is the time for you to
Pick up your clothes and go to
That fucking place where you belong
Take what you need to get there
Just take it all, I don't care
As long as I′m sure you′ll go away
Writer(s): Jesper Tilsted, Jeppe Christensen, Jesper Meinby Kvist, Morten Toft Hansen, Kasper Thomsen, Lars Christensen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com