Written by Luth(e)

My brittle face widened by endless bottles 
Wish I could stop and sing of higher praises 
I broke your heart and broke mine in the process 
The only one 
Thrown in and torn apart

You can treat me wicked 
Knock me out from the pulpit 
Though my days are numbered 
Don't count me out just yet

Dumb as I am, I've got determination 
Destined to be a resurrected star 
I promise that all of my empty promise 
Will drown upon my final whiskey sour 
So raise a glass, this is my finest hour 
So raise a glass I know I've got the power

You can treat me wicked 
Knock me out from the pulpit 
Though my days are numbered 
Don't count me out just yet

I betrayed you 
I betrayed you
Serenaded you 
Played you with a sadder song…

You can treat me wicked 
Knock me out from the pulpit 
Though my days are numbered 
Don't count me out just...
Don't count me
Don't count me out just...
Don't count me 
Don't count me out just yet
Don't count me out

Demo 2019

Salt (Demo)

Written by: Luth(e)

These Eiffel Tower highs
And subterranean lows 
Keep on leading me to a long, long time ago 
Always looking backwards 
Never passing go 
I'm standing on these cliffsides 
See myself down below 

Set my blurry eyes on this bleeding sun
Can't look to the future when you don't have one 

Look to the child that lives inside of me 
And he's screaming out 
Wherever you'll be 
There's no avoiding me and your growing sense of doubt 

Wild wind is blowing 
Moving me forward 
One way or another 
I will keep my word 
As sure as sadness 
I will keep my word 

Look to the child that lives inside of me 
And he's screaming out 
Wherever you'll be 
There's no avoiding me and your growing sense of doubt 

Oh what have you turned into?
What have they done to you?
Oh what are you going to do?
What have you done?

Leave me alone I want to get by
Leave all of this behind 
Let out and endless scream 
Leap off that balance beam 

Look to the child that lives inside of me 
And he's screaming out 
Wherever you'll be 
There's no avoiding me and your growing sense of doubt 
Wherever you'll be
There's no avoiding me and your growing sense of doubt

Luth(e)

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