If I Knew Numbers (The Stalemate) - On The Might of Princes

Play on, paint your colors

Wait on one better word

Too much made her give up

Phase out

Make up your mind

Breathe slow hide your numbers its all coming apart

Angel, take me under

Be still, wake me next time

What is it we’re running away from?

Why is it we’re running?

We have pained ourselves in a corner

Have we done it all for nothing?

We have painted ourselves in the corner and

We’ll just wind up hating ourselves in the end, don’t remind me

Never remind me of who he reminds you of

And we’ll just wind up hating ourselves in the end

Carve these words (this song) into my heart.

carve this heart into my arm

This is me living

This is me breathing

This is me singing

This is me screaming

Hands fuse like raindrops, we dance like tornados

This is me