By now you should find your mouth By now you should call me We can work it out By now you should be in a better place And thinking for your self It’s not your axe to grind
I fallow it until the end of concession “a falling out” I heard from them There’s no discretion I’m burning out on this And this is my latest confession I hope you hear about it
Victims I know the saints come to call And bring you obsession To save you from your fall Victim I know it wont be long ’till one worth possessing Is one you’ll never reach
Swallow it until the end Of our concession I’m sure i’ll hear from you Through them There’s no discretion I’m burning out on this And this is my latest confession I doubt you’ll hear about it
I fallow it until the end of concession “a falling out” I heard from them There’s no discretion It’s only indecision This is your latest condition I hope you hear about it soon
