Broken Guts - The Spills

I got blistered

Following city lights

To love I need

Something more than me, but

When a depressing thought

Is more relaxing

It makes it hard to try

I found insides

Floating on the outside

I don’t know if this is me

Or just a lesson for

Another timescale

That I can’t seem to find

Not that I ever felt this one

I got twisted

Trying to fantasise

I miss the innocence of my youth

More than the life itself

And the answers

I couldn’t bear to find

Well, I hope he’s died

Not just put aside

I never felt so responsible

Nothing was broken

Till you switched on the light

Till you switched on the light