The Downshined - Acumen Nation

You harp like a screamer

You lie like the rest when you’re in your sleep

You polish the dreamers

But you die like the rest when the cutter comes to creep

You wish for it fairer

But you collapse on me just as i relate

You forget i’m a stander

Waiting for something to come and deliver me grace

Just like a dirty movie

In which you want to rescue

The girl in the tailspin

Even though she belongs there

Scrape the gutters at the edge

Cut like flowers in the alley

Burn the lula divinia’s ashes now

Who’s that lurking in the shadows

Scrape the gutters at the edge

Cut like flowers in the alley

Burn the lula divinia’s ashes now

Who’s that lurking in the shadows

Begging to bleed

You made a believer

Out of me when i most hated praise

You cost me the failure

That i prepped myself from a life in pain

You gutted the mother

Complex in me as i shot from the gate

You scratched at my third gear

Waiting for me to catch up and catch fire

Just like a dirty movie

In which you want to rescue

The girl in the tailspin

Even though she belongs there

I begged you for stronger

Command as i sank down to my knees

But i couldn’t be wronger

As i followed your hand to a much much darker place

Scrape the gutters at the edge

Cut like flowers in the alley

Burn the lula divinia’s ashes now

Who’s that lurking in the shadows

Scrape the gutters at the edge

Cut like flowers in the alley

Burn the lula divinia’s ashes now

Who’s that lurking in the shadows

Begging to bleed

Scrape the gutters at the edge

Who’s that lurking in the shadows

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…

Begging to bleed…