Nostalgia Seeds-To Speak Of Wolves

Nostalgia Seeds - To Speak Of Wolves This is only gonna make a mess of me Soon enough you will have to see This is only gonna make a mess of me Every day pushing pulling and grinding In every way defeated failing and breathless Selling yourself so short It's making a mockery of me Your suicide salvation has only put a veil over your eyes Though unworthy we can stand and fight God, why do you feel dead? It repeats in my head Over and over again The thoughts of you and I I'd trade it all Nostalgia only lasts so long Before I forget If it's not one thing it's another The killing feeling that I can't save my brothers The loneliness of my father The abandonment of my mother The confused thoughts of my sister Raining on me It's always raining on me I'm gonna die in this undertow I'll turn my back on you You'll see And everything that you wished for me And all your hopes and dreams will fall When you see how vile I've become And if you love me then stay Nostalgia seeds keep on growing It's always raining on me When the water starts to rise Just remember who sent you.