Letra de 'Head Trauma' de City Mouth

Head trauma
Rush of blood
As if life wasn't enough
I wish I could be oblivious like them
Cold water
Certain death
You were right to second guess
My motives were so wrong and self-obsessed
But how will I move on from here?
I'll run away, grow out my beard
I'll change my name and wipe my memories clean

Cold, black water
Is it selfish?
Coming up for air

I am not prepared to be honest with anyone
After all I'm just a kid
I have lost control and I'm stuck in the mess I'm in
I am the guilty conscience and I fucked up big
And I wish I believed in saviors, but I can't
But how will I rise from the dead?
I'll speak in tongues and part my seas
I'll write my bible any way they will believe

Cold, black water
Is it selfish?
Coming up for air
Cold, black water
(It's times like these I forget how to stand)
Is it selfish?
('Cause my body knows shame like the back of my hand)
Coming up for air
(And I spent a lot of money on my stained glass faith)

It's times like these I forget how to stand
Because my body knows shame like the back of my hand
And I spent a lot of money on my stained glass faith
But it'll shatter like It's nothing
What a shame, what waste
I'm out