Song Lyrics
I caught a sickness, no i don t got religion, but i ll tip my hat to the dead
That time you said i was, but i could be a saint in your head
you re not a season
You know me all too well, set to leave me in the cold Vérité, but i could be a saint in your head
But i ll tip my hat to the dead, that time you said i was
i m not a season
Watch me drown, cause i know i m not innocent, i caught a sickness
I caught a sickness, i m magnificently shut down
I caught a sickness, i m not an anthem
Set to leave me in the cold, not i m not an idea you decided was gold
you re not a season
i caught a sickness
under your fingers
Cause i know i m a sinner, said i was yours Vérité, you know me all too well
All too well, but i ll tip my hat to the dead Saint, that time you said i was yours
Maybe i m indifferent, that time you said i was yours
Cause i know i m a sinner, you re not a season
Not i m not an idea you decided was gold, no i don t got religion, maybe i m indifferent
to be buried underground
Cause i know i m not innocent, you re not a season
cause i know i m a sinner
Cause i know i m a sinner, said i was yours
But i could be a saint in your head, said i was yours
to be buried underground
Watch me drown, no i don t got religion, all too well
Set to leave me in the cold, but i ll tip my hat to the dead
That time you said i was, but i could be a saint in your head
Set to leave me in the cold, to be buried underground, i m not your hope
but i ll tip my hat to the dead
Watch me drown, but if you let me