Boxing With Bayonets Lyrics - Singles - A Faith Called Chaos

The space around our carved hearts 

Is littered with, evidence 

Evidence of time well spent 

(Chase the dragon, drag the nail again.) 

We let it be till someone else looks in, 

And then it's out the door 

Its in the street again, blinds open 

Evidence of time well spent 

(Boxing with bayonets yeah) 

Afraid someone will see just where we've been 

I refuse to let it come to that 

I want what's mine is mine is mine is mine is mine 

I refuse to let it come to that 

I'm giving up on us 

In this shallow body 

Is a light been grey for so long 

C'mon and take a bite yeah 

Cause I want to spit out my tongue. 

If it is the best that I could get baby I don't know 

If that's the best that I could get then I don't know 

I can't stand to bite my tongue. 

It's ok, meant to be, it's all right, 

I'm spent, still, sort of 

Yeah, sort of... 

I can't keep these track-lines off y our soul 

I'm still breaking limbs in this, this wonder 

We used our teeth to paint, 

Down these halls. 

I'm giving up on us.