Pressure The Hinges - Haste The Day

Now I’m running out of reasons

And I spoke too soon

The clock weighs on the counter top

And everything is sinking through the floor

You hold the door

And I’ll pressure the hinges

Would you trust these locks?

And sleep to hide your secrets?

Dodging bullets is easier

When you don’t believe in fate

And I swear, yes I swear

That we won’t make it obvious

When we turn around again

What are you afraid of?

Are you scared you’re not alone?

You keep running out

Turn around again

You aspire to be helpless, hopeless

Burning all your dreams

I’m running low on secrets

That will quench your thirsty ears

And I count the seconds

Between distraction and the moment

Fifteen seconds till melt down

Fifteen seconds till the roof will hit the floor

So I see the light in the stairway

And the room is littered with maps and hotel keys

So we turn around again

What are you afraid of?

Are you scared you’re not alone?

You keep running out

Turn around again

You aspire to be helpless, hopeless

Burning all, burning all your dreams

Your dreams, your dreams, your dreams

Wear the robe of the pig skin

And he’ll wear the crown

Wear the robe of the pig skin

And he’ll wear the crown

He’ll run and he’ll run

And he’ll run till you stop him

What are you afraid of?

Why are you so afraid?

Turn around again

I see your eyes changing

And your passion’s gone again

You’re still running out

Turn around again

We desire to be comforted

In this broken world you’re in

Fifteen seconds till

Fifteen seconds till