Stitches

Lyrics

Every hour is a season Every minute lasts a day So I sit here picking stitches I find comfort in decay How I long to fill my lungs So tell me how does it feel to Breathe air cold and clean Cause I've been living on my knees since I was seventeen Thought I was safe beneath the smoke But even undercover I still choke Well my wings were clipped and even if they weren't (Even if they weren't) I've not the guts to fly and leave behind the Earth (Leave behind the Earth) There's no poetry in my soul (Poetry, in my soul) Just a list of lies I've told (There's just lies, that I've told) And I don't know how much longer I can hold on Well my wings were clipped and even if they weren't (Even if they weren't) I've not the guts to fly and leave behind the earth (Leave behind the Earth) There's no poetry in my soul Just a list of lies I've told And I don't know how much longer I can hold on My wings were clipped but even if they weren't I've not the guts to fly and leave behind the earth There's no poetry in my soul Just a list of lies I've told And I don't know how much longer I can hold...