I Make Sparks Paroles

With little conflict in your way
And I'm not good at winning fights anymore
I'm just a needle in the hay

I emptied out
The contents of my case and stayed a while
The heavy load I bore I wait a while
And bare the swelling of my curse

But I gave ground
A bit of shove so you would see
I won't be biting at my tongue anymore
I could be catching up on sleep

I made a b-line up to the gate
Met with your eyes and it was appalling
We took a rest sitting on our feet
These are the memories I keep

We made the law but it shook the ground And I lie down
And you're set up
And I lie down