Sinners - The Pineapple Thief

Purest eyes, Your purest eyes

Can see the things I see

Believe me when I prey to you

Before the dark consumes your soul

Come on, you little, fighter

So you’ve nothing to go on

Just go on, just go on

Startled boy, you’re startled boy

Don’t fear the things I see

Believe me when I prey to you

Just let the world exhume your soul

Come on, you little, fighter

So you’ve nothing to go on

Just go on, just go on

Come on, you little fighters

They just want you to suffer

Wither, you sinner