Binance

Resurrection (The Temper Trap)

In the cold stone walls House where the fleeting dead fall A mother Is crying Outside In the darkest of hours Left with her perilous thoughts They circle To squeeze dry Her soul She said Lord, imma' lose my baby Lord, imma' lose my way But if Living means I'm dead here Come hurry And resurrect me Aaaaahhhh..... When the sun goes down Into another night's arms We're babies In a scavenger's glimpse Then a neon cross shines And shows us to tread on the line Of guilt trips While love grips The blind I said, Lord, imma' lose my head here Lord, imma' lose my way But if pushing means I'm stuck here Come hurry and resurrect me Imma' drop my head Before I'm ready to stop Imma' drop my head Before I'm ready to stop Imma' dig that grave And fall in line for the drop Before I'm ready to stop If I'm ready or not Imma' drop my head Before I'm ready to stop Imma' drop my head Before I'm ready to stop Imma' ride my time Before they throw out the clock Charge me blood by the hour And make me pay for the talk I said Lord imma' lose my head here Lord imma' lose my way Imma' dig that grave Imma' dig that grave Baby blow this scene Hang our hopes up to lean And die until the resurrection of the things we believe Imma' dig that grave