Testo Might

Woke up at 4:45
To start a fire outside
And burn my alibis
Mourning past versions of me
Wading through good grief
Smoke circling the skies

I've moved through time But somehow I'm exactly the same
Maybe it's time
That moves through me inviting change

My voice might get deep
And I might bruise my knees
My voice might get deep
And I might bruise my knees

I'll make my old stories new
Saturate shades of blue
And pretend I don't care
Trying to turn the clocks back
Watch my shadow contract
A stranger with long hair
I've moved through time
But somehow I'm exactly the same
Maybe it's time
That moves through me inviting change

My voice might get deep
And I might bruise my knees
My voice might get deep
And I might bruise my knees

It's quite the life transition
This undercover mission
I'm calling my own bluff
'Cause I'm not gonna bet
On this Russian roulette
I'm a gambler with bad luck

My voice might get deep
And I might bruise my knees
My voice might get deep
And I might bruise my knees