Testo Highs And Lows

Fears grow old with the heart
In the soul, you let it go
You can't have your left foot tripping up on itself all the way home

You're gonna bleed me dry - on the floor
I don't want to leave right now, so I won't

Crowded mind, never once trusted it Never once
You can't have your left foot tripping up on itself
On itself all the way home again

Write your fictions, steal your coffins
If you're talking it, well, then you better live it
Mouthing off at your reflection
If you're talking it, then you better live it

Are you coming clean right now?
Ebb and flow
Give me something good - overlooked
Use your voice as a weapon, it'll turn on you eventually
Oh, so just give it to me straight
Are you coming clean right now? Highs and lows

Making bets you can't afford
When the truth's a lie, you beg for more
And now you can't have your left foot tripping up on itself all the way home

Are you gonna leave right now? On your own?
Just give it to me straight
Give it to me straight - ebb and flow
Trapped between what's been and what's been seen
You are making it real anyway
So give it to me straight
Just give it to me straight - highs and lows