The Rope (Feat. Poliça)
Lane 8
4:56They started making room for everyone Valley of death, son, and the fires rage on And it looks like I wait, l wait, I wait Henceforth, my feet break But I wait, I wait On and on, all the scriptures fade And the God shook out the breath of the babe And it looks like I wait, I wait, I wait Henceforth, my feet break Oh I wait, I wait, I wait Electrocuted through the breastplate Wish he would touch me but he hates Oh the lovers wait, I wait, I wait, I wait And it looks like feet break Oh I wait, I wait