Album: Plaidinum

Confession

By now you should find your mouth
By now you should call me
We can work it out I fallow it until the end of concession A falling out
I heard from them there’s no discretion
I’m burning out on this
By now you should be in a better place and thinking for your self
It’s not your axe to grind and this is my latest confession
I hope you hear about it Victims
I know the saints come to call and bring you obsession to save you from your fall
Victim I know it wont be long ‘till one worth possessing is one you’ll never reach
Swallow it until the end of our concession
I’m sure I’ll hear from you through them

There’s no discretion I’m burning out on this and this is my latest confession
I doubt you’ll hear about it
It’s only indecision this is your latest condition
I hope you hear about it soon