Panic Drills

Panic drills when I light the fire
Pulling faith apart this time
Falling down in the sunshine
Fucked me up when my dad died

Sleep deprived, dignified
Sixteen feet from the finish line
When I die, I'll sacrifice
More than enough for the afterlife

At the end of the war
What's mine is yours
At the end of the war
What's mine is yours

I will kill the sun to hang the moon for us
And if that's not enough
I might be hanging tough

Going, what shall I do with lies?
I'd like to find some other time
By kitchen counter tops
And bottles of rage beneath the sink

Justify who I crucify
Testify instead of getting high
Solid gold, this heart of mine
But all you see is an ???

At the end of the war
What's mine is yours
At the end of the war
What's mine is yours

I will kill the sun to hang the moon for us
And if that's not enough
I might be hanging tough

Panic drills when I light the fire
Pulling faith apart this time
Panic drills when I light the fire
Pulling faith apart this time

At the end of the war
What's mine is yours
At the end of the war
What's mine is yours

I will kill the sun to hang the moon for us
And if that's not enough
I might be hanging tough

I'd like to find some other time
I'd like to find some other time
I'd like to find some other time
I'd like to find some other time
I'd like to find some other time
I'd like to find some other time