The Midst of Things

Rollin' around in misery
Chest on fire a familiar sting
Smokin' loud in the mezzanine
Hold it down In the midst of things

All have sinned and fallen short
An undone trial with a wild report
Soak my soul in simple green
A simile for your sympathy

But I didn't need your love
No I didn't need your love
Nah
But I'm gonna' need your love
When I didn't need your love
Ah

Silent prayers & buddha beads
Keep the devil away from me
A subtle hint of the potpourri
Hold it down in the midst of things

If I die by the police
Pray the lord my soul is free
Liquid death fructose for free
A simile for your sympathy

But I didn't need your love
No I didn't need your love
Nah
But I'm gonna need your love
When I didn't need your love
Ah