Manchester Orchestra - Mighty Lyrics
Feet slipping on the porch to my houseIced easy you can track in the snowDuel gunning it happened the last timeStop talking watch your head on the carCats Cradle and hail to the Rat KingTeeth sharpened on our broken bonesLook straight in the eyes of the hopelessYou can't swing if you don't use your armsIt's not like I was lost for a purposeI lost purpose and purposefully frozeSo be good if you think it can save youyeah, be good if you're comfortably numbAnd i will do my best to breathe withI was happy I thought I'd escaped youPearl gates and a street made of goldMy memory it serves like a beat boyI'm too stubborn and scared to be homeI'm finding out that there's actually a purposeI'm caught cabbin' on the way to your homeYour body's asleep in a wheelchairI'll start rolling you down toward the carsAnd I will do my best to plead withSo let go of the sorrowful groaningLet go of the ones you admireIt's not like I was devious or boastfulMy arms waving, I'm saying goodbyeAnd I will do my best to breathe for you
