The Sinners - 44h Lyrics

We wander
Aimlessly
Til cracks and splits
Coat our bones

Bare false witness
In a web of hate
And somber tones

I've illustrated
My frustrations
No cipher
To decide

Just one push further
Observe the
Cursed father

(They took it all)
And stare at us as if to
Mock the scars
They dare to display
How empty
We really are
I've reached out
To see if I could move the stars
But I can't see
His little
Hands amidst the dark

The sleepless f*cking nights
The nightmares right on time

They congregate
Like corpses in costumes
But they know nothing
Of the trials
We've gone through

Disguise this tired voice
Give us the strength
To ease the weight
Of choice
I've been held down
By the weight
Of my regrets
I've wasted time
Tracing out
The broken promises

I guess life goes on
And the burdens just stack
Yet I'm the one
Who's forced
To watch you put the pieces back
I keep on coming back
To the place in time where
All this went wrong
But my hands
They are tied
And the noose won't loosen
I wouldn't wish this
On my
Worsted of enemies
Cursed to search
For what should be
Right in front of me
Between the anvil and the hammer
Power behind the throne
I sit and wait
Until you finally
Come home

I take a drink
To help me think
But truth hurts and
I hope you never know when I'm
Slipping away
In my mistakes
Can't find
The brakes
On this
Freight train

You used to know me
Memories fade slowly

It's not the first time
I've been cast out
Into exile
Forced from the inside
To watch my life
Pass by while
The extras play their part
To press down
On the
Coffin

As if to hope
That forever
I'd be
Locked in

I think my soul
Is left to
Haunt this hole
Alone

Sentenced by those
Who speak in words
That they
Don't know
Their hands are reaching in
They're reaching in
From overboard
We lost it all so easily
The souvenirs have washed
Ashore

But the burdens just stack
Yet I'm the one
Who's forced
To watch you try to
Put the pieces back

I keep on coming back to
The place in time
Where all this went wrong
But my hands they are tied
And the noose won't
Loosen

I wouldn't wish this
On my
Worsted of enemies
Cursed to search
For what should be
Right in front of me
Between the anvil and the hammer
Power behind the throne
I sit and wait
And hope someday
You'll come home

I take a drink
To help me think
But truth hurts and
I hope you never know when I'm
Slipping away
In my mistakes
Can't find
The brakes
On this
Freight train

You used to know me
Memories fade slowly