Acedia
Seven doors down from where I used to live
Without vices we borrowed our devices
We rolled the dice just to spruce up our lives with no regrets
Are you sure the hand that takes is blind
Heartless
Hardly has the time
I thought it too
Wish it could be true
But shit just keeps on changing my mind
You're so pure
Flower laden with bad intentions
Wish you'd rear that ugly side of your second face a little sooner
Silver lining of a trench coat reflects
All the light from the mirror of regrets
The glass is broken
Your voice is so soft spoken
Are you sure the hand that takes is blind
Heartless
Hardly has the time
I thought it too
Wish it could be true
But shit just keeps on changing my mind
Shit just keeps on changing my
Are you sure the hand that takes is blind
Heartless
Hardly has the time
I thought it too
Wish it could be true
But shit just keeps on changing my mind