Trunks & Tales

A Faith For Heathens
We push on and we push upwards We push our clenched fists toward the sun We pray to god not to strike us down Least we would if we believed there was one Put my faith in all my family Just to have faith in anyone Lay my head down just to rest my weary eyes Never believe in a god damn thing Leave this earth as a jumper Make my way south toward the sea Swallow me as bone and spit me out as ash I'm doing the best that I can be You still put your faith in jesus Cause you can't find faith in anything I'm still breaking all these mirrors in my house Just to prove that we are free, we are free Haven't cleaned my house in six long months Haven't washed my face in weeks Use these scars as reminders, of the solitude I seek Haven't cleaned my house in six long months Haven't washed my face in weeks Use these scars as reminders, of the solitude I seek Letras de canciones We push on and we push upwards We push our clenched fists toward the sun We pray to god not to strike us down Least we would if we believed in one From Letras Mania