Testo Grace

forget the matches that they sold to you
they were used
stick with your golden hue
now I'm glowing too
hoping having a hold on you doesn't mean I grow dependent
Grace was just hoping for heaven
you can say anything you want to me
they'll use words you've never heard it makes you unsure
Grace got caught in the melting pot but fights it like a dream
in all the lying and the screams, she stays quiet and serene
the adult life's a bonfire burning
you've got to keep a couple feet away to keep from hurting
wasn't at first but she's learning
well you can say anything you want to me
they'll use words you've never heard
it makes you unsure

we'll let old homes, old bones, all down
we'll let old homes, old bones, all down
we'll let old homes, old bones, all down
let em all down
forget the matches that they sold to you