When does the devil run and go asleep?
Like how do you know when waters below your knees.
The sun feels like a gaping hole,
that holds all the light of mine.
The standard is now growing fake,
It was a love that you loved to hate.
I can't stand all these things we do.
I want to stand and wait for you.
Like how do you know when waters below your knees.
The sun feels like a gaping hole,
that holds all the light of mine.
The standard is now growing fake,
It was a love that you loved to hate.
I can't stand all these things we do.
I want to stand and wait for you.

