Defeat The Low - Balance and Composure

Breathe me in

I am the ghost of better past

Lingering deep down

South of here

Where we know his face

But not the name of a brother drowned in his

Oh, last years

Have you been skipping stones across the lake ablaze

For your own damn sake

Open wide

It’s this taste we’ve all been tasting in our tongues

And in our minds

And take that head of yours

And stick it through the clouds

You’ve been buried underneath our world

With all your selfish doubt

Feel the heat

Dripping from our dirty tongues

Gathering flames now

Just last year

We felt the hell of a sneaky spark

Let it burn us to the ground

There’s a hole

In all there is to see in these waking days

And it’s all fake

Open wide

The taste we’ve all been tasting in our tongues

And in our minds

And take that head of yours

And stick it through the clouds

You’ve been buried underneath our world

With all your selfish doubt

By the time you turn the clocks all back

You’ll be covered in all the leaves

It’s a shame you didn’t look around

Oh, all the things you’d see

Defeat the low

Defeat the low

Defeat the low

Defeat the low

Defeat the low

Defeat the low