"Signals" lyrics

"Signals"

Something else inside
You're not there
Replaced your eyes
With empty glass spheres
Crooked, hungry urge
Needs to feed
Countless empty words
Fail to mask the constant need

Promised it's alright
When you disappeared into the night

Long time ago
They slipped their fingers in
Now in dark corners
You still fear wickedness
Demons in your head
With no defenses
Those you leave behind
Always suffer the consequences

You tell me you wanna run
Wanna free yourself from pain
But the demons haunting you
Hold you in this place
Glimpses of who you might be
Revealed through the haze
Contrast stark reality
Signals sent from the smoke of a life ablaze

Searching to find
Something to hold
A place to hide
In a world so cold
Looking for a way to survive
A way to survive
A way to survive
The weight of your life

You tell me you wanna run
Wanna free yourself from pain
But the demons haunting you
Hold you in this place
Glimpses of who you might be
Revealed through the haze
Contrast stark reality
Signals sent from the smoke of a life ablaze


Writer(s): Mark Alan Lierly, Devin Holt, Joseph David Rowland, Brett Daniel Campbell
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