Bed Of Rust Paroles

I'm weakened by this heavy load
And I want nothin' more...
And I want nothin' more
I'm empty cause I dug the hole
And still I'm nothin' more...
And still I'm nothin' more

And the mud... in my mouth
Starts to pour... while I'm speaking
And I scrape... the mistakes
From the thoughts... that's misleading

I swear that all feel is doubt
My life is made of sand...
My life is made of sand
Like Jesus kept temptations in
It's falling through my hands...
It's falling through my hands

And the mud... in my mouth
Is still here... and still pouring
And I choke... on the cross
As I'm hangs... as I'm hangs