Sad
Send bad emotions away
Running everyday from absolving truths and
Sadness as your faith
And the moon she shines so brightly an eternal reminder, you're so old
You called me on the phone and you said you're coming home too pretty
You said you might as well
You said you'd found your soul it was just another day
I guess I'm ready to play
Sad, hope's wasted away
Sirens so alarming and you're
All to blame so beautifully dead
And the moon she hides
Her beauty eternal foster home, you're so old, yeah
You said you're coming home when you called me on the phone too pretty
You said you might as well
You said you'd found your soul it was just another day
I guess I'm ready to play (ready to play, ready to play)
You said you're coming home when you called me on the phone too pretty
You said you might as well
You said you'd found your soul it was just another day
I guess I'm ready
You called me on the phone and you said you're coming home today
You said you might as well
You said you'd found your soul it was just a fucking waste
I guess I'm ready to play
I'm ready too late
Writer/s: Neil Leitao, Kevin Manship
