The Tenessee Promise Still Loves The Texas Lie – A Faith Called Chaos – letras

The Tennessee promise still loves the Texas lie,The light was green, 9:50 like your eyes.I never thought I’d get out of this (get out of this)Last years near miss is today’s sure hitI’m still breaking limbs in thisLooking at how the pieces fitDarling chase, darling cleanseThe chill of whitest breath might win,Cling to the worries of your boyCall midland homeHit another,Hit another one for me.