The Embassy - Midnight Fistfights lyrics

its been raining here for weeks i don't know where i've been out holding onto kites in the electric storm but before the rain hits my window pane you'll be born again but it's all the same i'm not better until this gets settled at the end of my rope and i'm starting to choke i'm not complaining but it won't stop raining and these midnight fistfights are getting old the words, they slip into my ear the meter and the cadence a spoken baptism, i wonder how much i can take sea of lies up to my eyes and i might drown but i won't hold you down i'm not better until this gets settled at the end of my rope and i'm starting to choke i'm not complaining but it won't stop raining and these midnight fistfights are getting old all hands on deck we can't stop the shipwreck but we won't leave her fading like a failing mistress sea of distress x-marked SOS but we'll fight through this we'll live through this... i'm not better until this gets settled at the end of my rope and i'm starting to choke i'm not complaining but it won't stop raining and these midnight fistfights are getting old