[Verse 1] It tears a hole into the outer skin Throws its caution to the wind It leaves a stain upon the cotton sheets And makes a mockery of sin It thinks it's winning but I know it's beat Carves its initials on the city streets Oh, we travel like an open wound And get distracted by the pain [Pre-Chorus] Oh, don't worry, we'll get there in the end [Chorus] For the sons who need to come back home For the ones who carve their name in stone For the sons who breathe and breathe alone Take your bad ideas to kingdom come [Verse 2] We play the songs that give us heat and light
That help us ride our weathered tracks Whatever helps us to get through the night And compensates for what we lack Do I really need to spell it out That we really need to stamp it out Oh, Cervenka sing your words to me To clear the dust and cheat the misery [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Bridge] You need to feel need to have need of low charity You need to feel need to have need of new company You need to feel need to have need of good history [Outro] My weapons course these veins like rusted wire They tear me down and then they take me higher