Haunted - Branches

We started a war

We filled our mouths with bullets and let our memories out

I fell to the floor

Sticks and stones have broken the shadow of a doubt

I can’t do without, I can’t do without

I can’t do without an answer

I can’t do without, I can’t do without

I can’t do without an answer

Your words misfired

The second that you’ve spoken, every letter broken

Our wounds are inspired

The stories let me know I am a living part

I am running out, I am running out

I am running out of time

I am running out, I am running out

I am running out of time

Haunted, everything we could’ve been

Haunted, haunted

Haunted, everything we could’ve been

Haunted, haunted

Haunted, everything we could’ve been

Haunted, haunted

Haunted, everything we could’ve been

Haunted, haunted