Wilson's Face - Haze Lyrics

I beg and I plead
Through the gray and the green
And I still cannot see through the haze
Say, nothing's the same
And the blame is on me
So why did I bludgeon my wrists
For the better
I've got all these feelings
That I don't wanna hurt you with
Praline skies and palaces
Broken eyes bereaved of bliss
Why would anyone want
To pray the way that you do
Your worship weighs down on me
At last you see the
Light a cigarette
I'll just brave the winds
And better let
Yourself start to fall
I've got all these feelings
That I don't wanna hurt you with
Praying by the medicine
Preying on a kid, coldless