Matt Squire - To My Better Angel lyrics

I lost all faith today in suicidal featherweights With broken wrists and weaker fists This is the last fight I'll give away... And there's something terrible locked in her attic So I'm told' I can feel it on my face I still feel you everywhere '.operator I can't hold much longer' Cause there's a spot by a bathroom door Where I dropped so fast straight through the floor When I lost my grip on everything Eight feet under water is where we dare Our locked lips keep out the water and the liars Full of nothing but air' So if anybody talks of me tell them I am never coming home again Just tell them I am gone' Theres a place that I might fit in, but it reeks of where we've been Perfect footprints from our feet that our haunted just by me To the lady of the hour (I hear) liquor love is all the rage Your skin feels way too sour and I've lost my sense of taste' Theres a hole that we all fall in Where we fight for oxygen That's where I caught my grip and became king Eight feet undercover, don't forget that im here Warm secrets under covers with new friends And your holiday lovers' So if anybody talks of me Tell them ill be gone forever without these scars That are completely invisible