Sanctuary
Salvation carries me. What they take you can’t take back

Be my body and be my blood, but those dirty hands you just can’t get ‘em clean enough. Brittle bones get killed by the crutch. All the good will in the world won’t save you now

Salvation carries me. Salvation buries me. Lay down and you curse the light. All dressed up in your funeral white

Shut your mouth you’ve got nothing to fear. Guilt is like a badge of honor around here. All the thoughts you just can’t kill, and you think of your ma as you swallow that bitter pill

There are some things you just don’t get over