Spiderhouse – Saints I Keep Searching For Lyrics

Saints I Keep Searching For – Spiderhouse Lyrics

Saint Hennessy, I want it bad

I can't get over this hope that we've had

A freakish feeling folds me in two

Come clean me up, I've had it with you

I stained my spirit with the saint of the south

Can't seem to spit the magic out of my mouth

Haunting myself in reverse, I have tried

To take it off and leave it outside

I'm switching signals, scared of

Afraid that it's just a part of me now

I was so fucked up that December

Quiet calls missing from my mind forever

Sacrificial, see-through

I shiver at the scent of you

Like a psalm said backwards

Picking out my last words

My heart escapes from my throat to my lips

I'm freaking out, I'm falling for tricks

Come cut me open, come give me a kiss

Come back to me, I'll be good

I promise

I'll be good, I promise

I'll be good, I promise

I'll be good, I promise