The Opener - Truth Lyrics

Look past the ghost and see the truth fade burlesque, cold feet pale
Comforting coats include the tied down signs of doubt

Maybe it's the overshow
Frozen words melting beneath the snow
Breathing out new signs of life
While my bodies on the other side

Please tune me out until I find my parasite so frail
Rinse out my mouth liquor will do me in for now

Excuses, abuses, the truth says it's not about the placement
I'm sick of running races

Maybe it's the overshow
Frozen words melting beneath the snow
Breathing out new signs of life
While my bodies on the other side

I know this now that throughout the years my self expression
Has been determined by a mere repression of sobriety
So tape up my mouth and let me drown all tomorrow's out

Excuses for abuses, the truth says it's not about the placement
I'm sick of running races

Head up and face it, Set up the paces
So take a bow while your spirit's down

I don't really need it anymore