A Place Called Here - The Dawn Of The White Whore lyrics

rate me

It's cold outside of your hometown

The crows are coming for us now

We tried so hard in every way

To settle down and fill our frames

And I won't rest until I find,

These thoughts in which we can combine

Let's just go home

In life and death we chose our side

To bend our halos in these fights

We are at war, we are at war

This is the dawn of The White Whore

And it feels like home is not what it used to be

And it feels like home

Lower your expectations

I'm only here today

I'm only here today

Lover, my feet still hurt

From treading on your chest

From treading on your chest

We bend and we break, bend and we break,

Bend and we bend and we bend and we break

Break!