paroles de chanson Skywriter - Dirt Poor Robins

I heard the devil speaking,
Feeding back through every scar
I have received
And I am not alarmed as I should be
Enraptured by the narrative
My pain would preach
And I thought the voice was me
Thought the voice was me
I'd give it up the past is gone
Can I go on blaming God for all they've done?
But there's a problem in the garden
The serpent robs me of the breath
That held the song
That told me I was wrong
Told me I was wrong

You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, Skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take

Skywriter

I brought a pen into the tempest
Thought up a word to calm the storm
When a sea of troubles rose against me,
Disarmed me of my sword
And left me stranded
My only view the narrow lens
Of a kid abandoned and alone
Left trying to contend against the dragons
Mighty leviathan
I wrack my mind to find the sentence

That could strike them dead
Leave them for dead

You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, Skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take
Skywriter
You're waiting for the wind to come and
Wash the words away
Skywriter, Skywriter

You're praying for a storm to break
And cover your mistakes
Skywriter, Skywriter

You better know the words you're gonna say
Skywriter, Skywriter
You're never gonna get a second take
Skywriter