Sainthood Reps - Headswell lyrics

I woke up in Paris, the lights were out It's dusk and I'm alive for now It feels like a honeymoon for Some weeding I wasn't invited to I dreamt that I was absinthe Bottled up in the basement of a Painter down and out who needed inspiration Write down the names of those you wronged Say them all out loud Watch the voice surround your neck Surrender to your faults Feel you headswell From dim light This story never ends well My mouth rings like a gunshot and My head feels like the target I'm not calling to nurse it I just want to lay in pain There's no sense in sedation The feeling's always fleeting No truth will ever find its way out cradled in a lie They don't believe in us, they told us not to love