Did you forget yourself?
Get yourself into it?
Thought you might have had a chance
And blew it?
I shouldn't have to be the one to tell you this…
But if you're pinning all your hopes on another,
Why not
Bite the curb,
Leave your brains in the gutter?
Well, I ain't ever one to judge you, brother,
I tend to like my mind in the gutter too.
Seven hells to hold you,
Old Transgressor's coming out.
Make peace with all your demons
When you just don't have the strength to cast 'em out.
I've got a problem and I can't seem to fix it.
Midas touch of turning things to shit
I'm trying to learn to keep my curses to myself.
But now everyone I love has figured out
What I do.
And so everyone I love is living out
The same awful truth.
Seven hells to hold you,
Old Transgressor's coming out.
Make peace with all your demons
When you just don't have the strength to cast 'em out.
Hope,
I tried to catch you with my broken fingers…
Hope,
I tried to plant you in my garden
So you'd grow
Then I wondered why you didn't flourish,
Now I know…
Transgressor crushes all the things he can't let go.
Darlin', let me hold you,
We'll remember why we stay.
I'll memorize the cadence
Of every word you say.
And gather up the dark clouds,
Line ‘em up and make ‘em sing
Of all the better days that
Their subtle silver linings are bound to bring.
Seven hells to hold you,
Old Transgressor's coming out.
Make peace with all your demons
When you just don't have the strength to cast 'em out.
When you just don't have the strength to cast 'em out.
When you just don't have the strength to cast 'em out.
When you just don't have the strength,
When you just don't have the strength
To cast 'em out.
When you just don't have the strength
To cast 'em out.
Writer(s): Taylor Glen Muse
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