The Lawrence Arms
The Raw and Searing Flesh
[Verse 1]
I never want to see you
In the raw and searing flesh
I don't ever want to hear you
Singing softly to the dead
I never want to feel your skin
Running warm along my side
I don't ever want to sink that way again
It would be easier to die
To die
[Guitar Solo]
[Verse 2]
I'm tending the pyres of my frustrations
Burning leaves on buried dreams
Kneeling in to rake the ashes
I'm embering, I've smoldered out
My hands are free, my lungs are proud
Your forgiveness is a fading fiction
Your forgiveness is a fading fiction
[Chorus]
These flames have never burned so high
I won't be staring in your eyes
[Interlude]
[Bridge]
I'm trying hard to remember
The way the smoke drifts through the air
We'll all be dead, come November
Four months out of every year
Every year (Every year)
Every year (Every year) (Oh!)
[Chorus]
I won't be staring your eyes
I won't be staring your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes every year
(In your eyes)
Every year (In your eyes)