Panic Drills

Panic drills when I light the fire

Pulling faith apart this time

Falling down in the sunshine

f*cked me up when my dad died

Sleep deprived, dignified

Sixteen feet from the finish line

When I die, I'll sacrifice

More than enough for the afterlife

At the end of the war

What's mine is yours

At the end of the war

What's mine is yours

I will kill the sun to hang the moon for us

And if that's not enough

I might be hanging tough

Going, what shall I do with lies?

I'd like to find some other time

By kitchen counter tops

And bottles of rage beneath the sink

Justify who I crucify

Testify instead of getting high

Solid gold, this heart of mine

But all you see is an ???

At the end of the war

What's mine is yours

At the end of the war

What's mine is yours

I will kill the sun to hang the moon for us

And if that's not enough

I might be hanging tough

Panic drills when I light the fire

Pulling faith apart this time

Panic drills when I light the fire

Pulling faith apart this time

At the end of the war

What's mine is yours

At the end of the war

What's mine is yours

I will kill the sun to hang the moon for us

And if that's not enough

I might be hanging tough

I'd like to find some other time

I'd like to find some other time

I'd like to find some other time

I'd like to find some other time

I'd like to find some other time

I'd like to find some other time