Saints Lyrics

Don't think i meant to do this
distraction submerged it all and changed the picture
the colours are running i'm not the one to say this
its somebody else you see who looks familiar
the clarity's fading isn't so hard to complicate it didn't i always
gime me an easy way, i'll take it and here it is
spoilt for choices this time
the irony's lost on you but still its clear
i'm trapped in a corner surrounded by voices all night
they're speaking in tongues again its freezing in here, but you're getting warmer
"so what are you thinking of me now and should i be asking
there isn't a sin i won't allow it could be anything"
saints deserve us, its true
(no escape for the martyrs when they looking at you)
saints deserve us, its true
(touch the flames and i'm burning)
there isn't any smoke-screen i can't see through
the spotlight's on me but the pressures on you
nothing left but the waiting
such a precious delay
when there's nothing to say
i could end it today
but it wouldn't change this
time is slipping away
i'll be there for the taking
so don't give up on the waiting
come and get me