Nostalgia Seeds - To Speak Of Wolves

This is only gonna make a mess of me

Soon enough you will have to see

This is only gonna make a mess of me

Every day pushing pulling and grinding

In every way defeated failing and breathless

Selling yourself so short

It’s making a mockery of me

Your suicide salvation has only put a veil over your eyes

Though unworthy we can stand and fight

God, why do you feel dead?

It repeats in my head

Over and over again

The thoughts of you and I

I’d trade it all

Nostalgia only lasts so long

Before I forget

If it’s not one thing it’s another

The killing feeling that I can’t save my brothers

The loneliness of my father

The abandonment of my mother

The confused thoughts of my sister

Raining on me, raining on me, raining on me, raining on me!

(It's always) raining on me, raining on me, raining on me, raining on me!

I’m gonna die in this undertow, I’m gonna die in this undertow

I’m gonna turn my back on you, you’ll see

And everything that you wished for me

And all your hopes and dreams will fall

When you see how vile I’ve become

And if you love me then stay, and if you love me then stay!

Every day pushing pulling and grinding

In every way defeated failing and breathless

Selling yourself so short

It’s making a mockery of me!

Nostalgia seeds keep on growing, nostalgia seeds keep on growing!

It’s always raining on me, raining on me, raining on me, raining on me!

When the water starts to rise

Just remember who sent you!