Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ike Dweck
Songwriter
Abe Parker
Songwriter
Lyrics
Oh the things I've done
They would send you reeling
My scales tilt for others
But for me they're even
Do what they do and worse
But they're labeled heathens
So what's the toll on me and
My way of being?
Don't mistake my warmth for integrity
I speak with a twisted mouth
Half promises and treachery
I'd sink just to watch you drown
But I'll praise and more
I'll leave my lore
I'll reap the fees when there's no skin on my bones
When heaven taunts my home
My home
These heavy hands hold so much dross
My spirit teems with aching thirst
And I know, I know
Hate how my fingers yearn for others ceilings
Holier than thou, my words mask my dealings
I'm walking the earth the same way that Cain did
Jealous and hurting people that I'm around
I'm so devout
I know that this ends with my grace in a casket
Can't pin the blame, this is all that i crafted
Now I'm breaking down
Don't get too close to my river bed
A whisper of envy resounds
White streaks would have stained my flesh
If these were times when sins showed out
But I'll praise and more
I'll leave my lore
I'll reap the fees when there's no skin on my bones
When heaven taunts my home
My home
These heavy hands hold so much dross
My spirit teems with aching thirst
And I know, I know
Where the bad ones go
Don't send the dogs before
I fill the drinks I poured
Don't send the dogs before
I save the face I tore
Writer(s): Abe Parker, Ike Dweck
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