Pines - Black Foxxes

I can feel you crumbling

With your twisted tongue wasting, I’ll unravel it

You can leave me running

If you took the knife to your twisted life, would you leave me behind?

Oh, there’s a hole in your heart

Oh, there’s a lonely place to grow

When you’re tired and old and you’re scared of the things you know

Time, you might see it passing

As you laid me bare with a silent stare which you give up your speech — two,

three, four

If you think I’m scared, why are you running babe?

You’re a belligerent soul whose friendship is out of line