歌词
Comin up for days
Happy with the taste
The ache and the form
Oh but nothing is silent
The creak and the pace
Oh but nothing is silent
Adorned in disgrace
Holy roller resting tight
Hold you closer think I might
Curses forming in the light
Holy Moses it's your right
I thought I could lie
Deep in this holy night
Maintain and keep form
But I have a secret for those
Meant to keep it
Come to hold
Enter first alone
Holy roller resting tight
Hold you closer think I might
Curses forming in the light
Holy Moses it's your right
Holy roller resting tight
Hold my palms up to the light
Hold your tongue and
Jaw and might
Holding's heavy burden bright
Hold of myself
A hold on everything
In passing
My hold on everything
It's passing