Natural State - Cults

Could it be you’re losing sight?

What you think is necessary in the night

Certain words we didn’t write

You can blame the sanctuary on the light

Oh, denial

Oh, denial

Oh, denial

Oh

Swimming backwards to the sun

We were hoping that the rain would never come

Close your eyes and far we run

But we’re leaving and we’ll never be at home

Oh, denial

Oh, denial

Oh, denial

Oh

Oh, denial

Oh, denial

Oh, denial

Oh