Lyrics
There's a house with cold rooms
Walls bear witness to wounds
Who knew that fate would fate?
Who knew souls could break?
Looks like your time (ran out)
Looks like you're finally (tied down)
Looks like my numbers (been called)
I wish to be clear
This fault lays on your head
Who knew your hand would lose?
Your horses head was in bed
I've been running
Running for so long
Looks like we're reaping (what we sowed)
Looks like we'll never (be whole)
It's not a puzzle (to be solved)
Looks like your time (ran out)
Looks like you're finally (tied down)
Looks like my numbers (been called)
Looks like we're reaping (what we sowed)
Looks like we'll never (be whole)
It's not a puzzle (to be solved)
Looks like your time (ran out)
Looks like you're finally (tied down)
Looks like my numbers (been called)
Written by: BEVS, Joe Bevill