In Memory of Satan (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 3)

Lyrics

Got my paintbox out last night Stayed up late and wrecked this place Woke up on the floor again Cellphone stuck to the side of my face Dead space on the other end Perfect howl of emptiness Cast my gaze around the room Someone needs to clean up this mess Tape up the windows Call in a favor from an old friend Make some scratches on my floor Crawl down on my hands and knees In old movies people scream Choking on their fists when they see shadows like thesе But no one screams cause it's just mе Wrapped up so tight in myself Never gonna get free Something sacred, something blue Cannons in the harbor dawn- [John] I'm sorry, I fucked up that chord twice, we gotta do it again, we gotta do it again [Matt Douglas] No, I fucked up a bunch, I was like 'what am I doing at the top', and then I realized I don't play at the top- [John] Right, but it was good with the- I want you to play at the top again [Matt] No, no, cause I want to come in at the top, like, yeah, no, I shouldn't be playing at the top [John] Oh, you wanna sw- can me and Jon still play at the top? [Matt] Yeah, you guys- [Jon Wurster] I'm just keeping time, when do I come in? [John] Oh, here's the thing, normally I feel like, here's the thing, I, we're kind of, uh, bit of a prize machine. In Memory of Satan Got my paintbox out last night Stayed up late and wrecked this place Woke up on the floor again Cellphone stuck to the side of my face Dead space on the other end Perfect howl of emptiness Cast my gaze around the room Someone needs to clean up this mess Tape up the windows Call in a favor from an old friend Make some scratches on my floor Crawl down on my hands and knees In old movies people scream Choking on their fists when they see shadows like these But no one screams cause it's just me Wrapped up so tight in myself I will never get free I will never get free Something sacred, something blue Cannons in the harbor dawn I crawled down here to dig for bones One more season then I'm gone Black drapes over the crosses Let me call in a favor from an old friend From an old friend