Текст: Hotel Of The Laughing Tree. Old Dominion. Mourning Glory.

I can't see black or white, and I won't make it through the night.
What you don't know will never hurt you.
A horrifying screech, from a parked car down the street,
oh God, it's black as hell and mornings here.

What a remarkable plot twist, lately I know I don't exist.
It's just the backlash of a never ending sun.
Yeah, it's a calculated risk, saturated with a kiss,
you know i'd love you if I never knew your name.

Compassion makes me weak, now that I'm down on my knees
if God was glorious, he'd bring you back..
All apologies aside, I'm kinda glad I never sighed a single word
you whispered only for my ears.

What a remarkable plot twist, lately I know I don't exist.
It's just the backlash of a never ending sun.
Yeah, it's a calculated risk, saturated with a kiss,
you know i'd love you if I never knew your name.

A martyrs final words, fills with lovers stark hunger
and I'll be damned if someone's waiting for me.
I can touch the taste of sound, when it's ringing round and round,
call me delusional, or I was never here.
A man once said to me, son find a love and you'll be free.
God damn that devil in everybody's clothes..

What a remarkable plot twist, lately I know I don't exist.
It's just the backlash of a mother's only son.
Yeah, it's a calculated risk, saturated with a kiss,
you know I'd love you if I never knew your name

(Thanks to Brandon for these lyrics)