A Low - Cults

Eyes like a painting

Watching

Unfading

Vacant figures

Fragment of being

Fall into pieces

Stitched together

I hit the bottom

I’ve got no one to talk to

Days were a problem

Guess in a way

The nights were too

I wish it were simple

It’s hard to describe the point of view

I meant to tell you

I’ve stumbled down into

A low

A low

A low

A low that I never thought I’d know

But I’m not complaining

You were there waiting

(Waiting for me)

Below

A low

A low

A low that I never thought I’d know

But I’m not complaining

You were there waiting

Swallowed the feeling

Good at concealing

Desperate measures

Silence between us

Down in the deepness

Thought I’d see you

I meant to tell you

I had no one to talk to

I thought I told you

I’d take you down with me too

A low

A low

A low

A low that I never thought I’d know

But I’m not complaining

You were there waiting

(Waiting for me)

Below

A low

A low

A low that I never thought I’d know

But I’m not complaining

You were there waiting

(Waiting for me)

A low

A low

A low

A low that I never thought I’d know

But I’m not complaining

You were there waiting

(Waiting for me)

Below

A low

A low

A low that I never thought I’d know

But I’m not complaining

You were there waiting

(Waiting for me)