Pull (Acoustic)

She always bit her bottom lip
When she felt cold
When she felt cold
She never saw it as it is
Adventrous prick I told her don't pretend to know

Smell of soil and ashes should make her feel at home
But I can't stay you should all know it's not what they planned for us
Protest used to be a drug for those who haven't lost their faith
Do you believe

And in my dreams I do not own
A pair of arms but wings
I fly until I spot her on the ground
She is crying to me
Waterfalls on her knees
Every shadow she sees
Is pulling her pulling her in
Now she is drowning again

She's a bouqet of automn leaves
All painted red fragile as they said
And I want it to be about me for a change
I am my world
I am my world

It's past dawn so she should see better and know better, no?
This planet's not for us, take what you can get and go
Protest used to be a drug for those who haven't lost their faith
Do you believe

And in my dreams I do not own
A pair of arms but wings
I fly until I spot her on the ground
She is crying to me
Waterfalls on her knees
Every shadow she sees
Is pulling her pulling her in
I knew she would drown again