Moss Tongue - Match

Are you scared of what you showed me to be
Is it fair that we struck this match for three
It's alright cus I'm already dead
In the spring dogs die
It's where you found me by the pine

Now I give to you what you gave to me
Do you see it too
Or do you drink away the feeling

Rolling and twisting away from you
With tears in your glass eyes
Shimmer and shatter
I blow right through

Are you scared of what you showed me to be
Is it fair that we struck this match for three
It's alright cus I'm already dead
In the spring dogs die
It's where you found me by the pine

Hearses drive past the picket signs
(In the meantime, to a mother's cry)

Rolling and twisting away from you
With tears in your glass eyes
Shimmer and shatter
I blow right through

Are you scared
Is it fair
Is it fair that we struck this match for three

Written by:
Al DeRito, Brian Carpenter, Maximilian Fagnant, Richard Rodovalho, Zach Tuch

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