The Narrative - Winter's Coming Lyrics
Are you in danger, you swore by a ship wreckAnd now you are stranded sinking like a ghostSo sit by your door, and wait for me to storm inBut I swear, I swear I'm never coming homeAnd the winter's coming closeAnd my body is growing coldAnd I'm trembling in fright, oh myCause I am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI drown in the mirror, you notice thing is damn diseaseAnd I never surface who I want to beI'm shaking with bruises; I can barely stand my shameKnowing every inch it hesitatesAnd it breaks and it breaks, and it breaksAnd the winter's coming closeAnd my body is growing coldAnd I'm trembling in fright oh myCause I am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarCause I am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liarI am a sinner with a crooked smileAnd you took to the rhythm of a no good liar
