The Comfort In Leaving Lyrics - Wasteland Discotheque - Raunchy

Fight me 

Just fucking fight me 

I'll sacrifice it all so you can be set free 

Scream for me, you're just a concept baby 

Devastating lies; you're not being honest with me 

You big fucking gun 

Son of gun 

When you speak of sex it was easier to tell everything you wanted to hear 

You big cigar 

Kill me I'm not insane 

This is for the coming 

Like the sun it weeps 

We long for more 

It's a full moon and I'm off the shit 

Now I can't remember what I've said 

It was easier to find comfort in leaving your sorry ass 

Than tell you how I felt 

Just how I really felt... 

When I am god 

You are nothing 

Fire will burn away the sin 

You big fucking gun 

For all your glory 

This is for the coming 

Like the sun it weeps 

We long for more 

Now is the time for you to 

Pick up your clothes and go to 

That fucking place where you belong 

Take what you need to get there 

Just take it all, I don't care 

As long as I'm sure you'll 

Go away