Mans Best Friend by Sadistik Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I crucified you close to god
Tears soaked both my open palms
Blisters live there from holding on
To memories that I know are gone
I remember like yesterday when
Your body burned but the embers stayed
It's only cold since you went away
My skull is so full of empty space
Waves crash down on my feet
The same background haunts my dreams
The ornery’s always on repeat
The same black cloud follows me
I felt the seas, that Fall
Now I can never fall asleep, it's my fault
Fault lines all-in creased on my face
But you're still calling me
[Verse 2]
Never left etched in my flesh XX on my eyes
Excess stress expressed in a star-scape
Wrote a love letter got a death threat tar-laced
Made best friends with the marks that the scars make
Sharks swim in a heart shape
Archangels hark arks in a crawlspace
Dark in the hallways always our ways
Weighed down way down waists bound
In a wasteland taste sand til you stay down
Everybody running from the waves that we’re made of
Tracing the vapors to praise all their saviors
I stay in the nadir with stains on my saber
To kill what I feel all the pain and the anger and so forth
Now rain on me please so I can grow more
Vibrant vac-chords supply the folklore
I stay in deep sleep to hide from hopeful
I crucified you close to god
Tears soaked both my open palms
Blisters live there from holding on
To memories that I know are gone
I remember like yesterday when
Your body burned but the embers stayed
It's only cold since you went away
My skull is so full of empty space
Waves crash down on my feet
The same background haunts my dreams
The ornery’s always on repeat
The same black cloud follows me
I felt the seas, that Fall
Now I can never fall asleep, it's my fault
Fault lines all-in creased on my face
But you're still calling me
[Verse 2]
Never left etched in my flesh XX on my eyes
Excess stress expressed in a star-scape
Wrote a love letter got a death threat tar-laced
Made best friends with the marks that the scars make
Sharks swim in a heart shape
Archangels hark arks in a crawlspace
Dark in the hallways always our ways
Weighed down way down waists bound
In a wasteland taste sand til you stay down
Everybody running from the waves that we’re made of
Tracing the vapors to praise all their saviors
I stay in the nadir with stains on my saber
To kill what I feel all the pain and the anger and so forth
Now rain on me please so I can grow more
Vibrant vac-chords supply the folklore
I stay in deep sleep to hide from hopeful