In Full Swing
I've grown tired in full swing
Vindicating syllables I sing
Ease your muscles from the haul
The storm and stress, the storm and stress

I cannot lift a bone
But still they're coming after me
I cannot speak a tone
And still they're coming after me

In the latest time of day
With the whistles in my head
And not one of them will dare to say
That I was born into your deathbed

The swarm can hear me sing
Oh, the warmth it lives in every string
Long before I awake into a fever
This standstill makes me a believer

And all I am to do
Is to call out loud and clear
Is to call out for you in fear
That we might not be on the same page here
I've drained my veins in the nightlife
Every single tone rolled off my skin
Colour my bones under black lights
I will not do this on my own

And as I've shaken off all constraint
This life might just seem charming
For those who cannot hear
I only ask for you to stay
So when I awake, we're all the same

And all I am to do
Is to call out loud and clear
Is to call out for you in fear
That we might not be on the same page here

I'd like you to make me believe
That all I have sung
Is just a metaphor
For something that I can't ignore
And all the secrets I hold
That we shared under oath
Are just another way
For me to say
That after all those years
I've grown tired in full swing
Vindicating syllables I sing
Ease your muscles from the haul
The storm and stress, the storm and stress