Never Tell a Soul - Circa Survive

Don’t waste your light on me, it’ll be dead

Process has made a gape, devoided

Amputate the legs of all the non-believers

We’ll forgive your past if you can play along

Omission of the dream

What’s worse we’ll never walk away

(Just let me know when it happens)

We pushed over the seams

I’ll never tell a soul

We threw our crutches of weight into the ambry

Where we wait for the others to wake

We shuffle out of the bedroom and

Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it

We don’t pray 'cause we don’t give a shit

We won’t beg no we won’t pray

We don’t pray 'cause we don’t give a shit

We won’t beg 'cause we don’t care

The moderate way we made our trade

The deafening call I’ve lost my world

Saddened the gold box can’t be locked

I siphon from you in ways I’m not

Did you take it on alone?

It’s the opposite feel

We all forget pieces of rosary beads

Did you give yourself away?

As much as I need petrified pieces of rectory sheets

Holding me afloat

We pushed our mountains of weight into the ambry

Where we wait for the others to wake

We shuffle out of the bedroom and

Into the gavel with a cross at the end of it

We suffocate to see

We fade, it won’t be long

Omission of the meaning

It can’t, it can’t be gold