Benjamin Tod - Hayden's Lament lyrics

And the open road with a heavy load
Is a good place to begin
Treat you like a jagged knife
On a newborns skin
Keep composed cause no one knows the
Kind of mess you're in
And are you sure the hurt will
Cure your penchant for the sin

And I'm wide awake, I'm pumping blood
I cursed my cards
Into doves, and filled my wounds
With salt and mud
Cause your'e getting dead or getting tough

A king is crowned for the
Underground with every dawns ascent
You must choose the type of muse
You force upon a friend
Coming down off every town is
An awful way to live
But you can't use your OD blues
To straighten out your bends

And I'm wide awake, I'm pumping blood
I cursed my cards
Into doves, and filled my wounds
With salt and mud
Cause your'e getting dead or getting tough

And I'm wide awake, I'm pumping blood
I cursed my cards
Into doves, and filled my wounds
With salt and mud
Cause your'e getting dead or getting tough