Salt

Salt - The Devil Wears Prada/Dayseeker/Jonathan Gering/Kyle Sipress/Mike Hranica

Composed by：Jonathan Gering/Kyle Sipress/Mike Hranica

Produced by：Jonathan Gering

I can never process

Process process

What I'm feeling in my bones

Like a sickness

Sickness sickness

That I can't diagnose

Some days I think I'm afraid of my shadow

I show up to fight at all the wrong battles

And I don't think my mind will be right 'til I

Pour the salt into the wound

Let the rain wash over you

If everything I said was true

Then why am I paralyzed

Watch the grass blow in the wind for the hell of it

It it it

And sometimes I get so caught up that I forget

How could I forget

That all of our words only mean what's behind them

You can't throw gasoline on a fire

And say you tried to put it out

Pour the salt into the wound

Let the rain wash over you

If everything I said was true

Then why am I

Hiding from the blinding lights

I never had an alibi

If everything I said was true

Then why am I why am I still paralyzed

Why am I still paralyzed

Step back as the ashes rise

Embers up toward the sky

With all the things that I can't find

Pour the salt into the wound

Let the rain wash over you

If everything I said was true

Then why am I

Hiding from the blinding lights

I never had an alibi

If everything I said was true

Then why am I why am I still paralyzed

Still paralyzed