Grief & Mercy Sleep - Foxblood

Thoroughly fucked up

In a peaceful kind of way

I think we fucked up

What the hell is wrong with me?

Thoroughly fucked up

In a peaceful kind of way

Seeking comfort with the grief and mercy sleep

So tell me about everything you seek

All I’m striving for is all that makes me weak

These vices hold me down so I can’t breathe

Seeking comfort with the grief and mercy sleep

Minds dead to the consequence

We always go from words to violence

Minds dead to the consequence

We always go from words to violence

These habits have got the best of me

And it’s wearing thin

The devil on my shoulder

Can tell you where I’ve been

I’m no doctor and this is no cure

I need the guilt it helps me feel pure

Self medicated in this ghost town everyday

I guess I never knew it any other fucking way

Minds dead to the consequence

We always go from words to violence

Minds dead to the consequence

We always go from words to violence

These habits have got the best of me

And it’s wearing thin

The devil on my shoulder

Can tell you where I’ve been

He has pulled me close

Welcomed me in his home

Finding some comfort at the thought of caving in

I need to say one thing to those who are dear to me

This is my attempt at breaking free

I need to know now

I need to know now

Just tell me fucking how

I think you know now

I think you know now

To these vices I must bow

These habits have got the best of me

And it’s wearing thin

The devil on my shoulder

Can tell you where I’ve been

These vices hold me down so I can’t breathe

Seeking comfort with the grief and mercy sleep