Conductor Songtext
von The Devastated
Conductor Songtext
I think of the many nights
I′ve wasted trying to figure
You out. Ignoring my gut
Maybe I just needed to pick
You up? I extended my arms
Out and got pulled right
The fuck down. Yeah I take
A minute to remember how
I got here, then I realize
I just wasted sixty seconds
I'm going to have to kill the
Regretful thought you′ve instilled
It's you that you betrayed
Who will save you now that you've
Drained all the good from me?
A product of you now.
Who will save you now?
Plague you forged this storm
That hovers me, manipulating
Now I finally see how truly
Miserable you make me
I′m breaking free
Now it′s time to go back to the
Gutter that I found you in
With all of your wonderful
Friends, or what's left of them
I′m positive they'll smell your
Stench and flee to the sewers
Instead you can pick up right
Where you left off, a chip on
Your shoulder, and a mouthful
To talk. Go spit it all over the
Block make me the topic of
Your day
It′s you that you've betrayed
My breath of fresh air slowly
Disappeared with a long deep
Inhale, merry christmas, happy
New year
Given in whole to you, you gave
Me back the pieces minus a few
And scattered them about, now
I′m left alone to sort them out
I won't be checking lost and
Found, I'm leaving the bitch
At the pound
I′ve wasted trying to figure
You out. Ignoring my gut
Maybe I just needed to pick
You up? I extended my arms
Out and got pulled right
The fuck down. Yeah I take
A minute to remember how
I got here, then I realize
I just wasted sixty seconds
I'm going to have to kill the
Regretful thought you′ve instilled
It's you that you betrayed
Who will save you now that you've
Drained all the good from me?
A product of you now.
Who will save you now?
Plague you forged this storm
That hovers me, manipulating
Now I finally see how truly
Miserable you make me
I′m breaking free
Now it′s time to go back to the
Gutter that I found you in
With all of your wonderful
Friends, or what's left of them
I′m positive they'll smell your
Stench and flee to the sewers
Instead you can pick up right
Where you left off, a chip on
Your shoulder, and a mouthful
To talk. Go spit it all over the
Block make me the topic of
Your day
It′s you that you've betrayed
My breath of fresh air slowly
Disappeared with a long deep
Inhale, merry christmas, happy
New year
Given in whole to you, you gave
Me back the pieces minus a few
And scattered them about, now
I′m left alone to sort them out
I won't be checking lost and
Found, I'm leaving the bitch
At the pound
Writer(s): Gregory James Wilburn, Eric Robert Correa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com