its all undsteady now
we watched the flood
take your brothers house
from the back yard up
you kept safe inside where noone knows
well you should come back home
when i was 17
i felt the lord
take my brother home
in a white tie blur
we havent spoke in the last three months
and i still dont pray to anyone

my god
i swear i wont
be ashamed to admit to anyone
that i couldnt stay
if we stayed the same

i can feel it now
the shattered pin
take another down
to the grains the sand
i swore i would let em see my skin
you swore you would never let me in