Confessional - Denton Thrift, Sonn

Holding on too tight

She says the hum dims too

Folding cut so fine

And even sad I can’t let go

And tell me what you’re waiting for

What you’re waiting for

Tell me what you’re waiting for

What you’re waiting for

Tell me what you’re waiting for

What you’re waiting for

Tell me what you’re waiting for

And I will never change

My fever

Informer

I will never change

My fever

Deformer

Can see this shot through her sight

She said the leave will break her then brought to light

Loaded inside, the … decide

So tell me what you’re waiting for

What you’re waiting for

Tell me what you’re waiting for

What you’re waiting for

Tell me what you’re waiting for

What you’re waiting for

Tell me what you’re waiting for

And I will never change

My fever

Informer

I will never change

My fever

Deformer

Won’t you say I’ll never change