Offering - Cults, Mike Simonetti

No I can’t see, not yet

But it’s so real to me

Promise to try to forget

If you’re not hearing me

Up to my eyes in my dust

And would you shed a tear for me

Know that you’re trying, yes

But you’re not saving anything

Hanging at the end of a rope

But I can make you an offering

Such a terrifying joke

But I can make you an offering

Know that this might be a test

But it’s so real to me

So hard to keep you impressed

When you’re not clear with me

Secrets kept close to your chest

Well that’s not how it has to be

Now that we used to impress

And you ignore most everything

Hanging at the end of a rope

But I can make you an offering

Such a terrifying joke

But I can make you an offering

(Give back to) The one who first gave you

(Give back to) The one that you know

(Give back to) The one who forgave you

(Give back to) Who showed you love

Hanging at the end of a rope

But I can make you an offering

Such a terrifying joke

But I can make you an offering