Lyrics

the walls are closing in its getting harder to see
i look around but there's nothing to breathe
where are them crumbs I've been searching for
call on the good carpenter to be restored
i found my place in line
itwas somewheres right in between
won't you take me back a frame
i think i missed a scene
well oh yeah
well alright
i've been laid up in bed
and bleeding bad all night
now i cannot make a sound
that does not pass through these walls
in idle winters way
i've been standing for the fall
now theres no music here
drifting away
won't you take me back a scene
i think i missed a frame
wellh yeah
well alright
i've been laid up in bed
and bleeding bad all night
won't you tell me
how much am i to pay for all these deals that we didn't even make
won't you tell me
how long am i to stay for good lord there must be some kind of mistake
cold-water flat cold-water flat
i like to lay back and listen to your pain crack
cold-water flat cold-water flat
was it it mine or yours someone's slammin doors
cold-water flat cold-water flat
i like to strike match i'm waiting on your feedback
cold-water flat cold-water flat
was it yours or mine i think i heard the pipes whining
the wine is warm
the sheets are thin
i've got blood stains on my t-shirt again
i open the bible though i don't know what for
call on the good carpenter to be restored