Grace At A Party
TO KILL A KING · To Kill A King 2015 · Track 09 of 11
Written by To Kill a King, Ralph Pelleymounter
Oh be damned or be blessed You carved her name into your chest We move on, we move on
Charge the kid with spinning lies And kindly mention that his heart is in his mouth So back down, you kindly fool Squeezed into this room two hearts explode We joke, we joke All the while with painted smiles While inside you're saying "you can sit and swivel love" Reciting lines of hope I guess I must of read them somewhere Muttering like a mantra Running sweaty hands through my hair
Show me grace under pressure Show me grace against this fire You're fine, you're fine Keep saying you're fine
Where are we now? Half cut and loose We frayed our friends on which side to choose We move on, we move on Peering through the hazy room And everybody's moving Like they never heard music before And I'm dusting off my coat I guess I must of fallen down somewhere Still muttering lines of hope Like some coked up, doped up fiend
Show me grace under pressure Show me grace against this fire You're fine, you're fine Keep saying you're fine