Rot - Lacey Sturm

I can’t hold my head up in this dark room anymore

I need a lightning bolt to raise me from this grave

Here comes fresh fire

Fresh fire, fresh fire

So infatuated by the darkness and so surrounded by the light

Oh my God, save my soul

And still I want what’s pure and want what’s right

But I need another fix tonight

Oh my God, save my soul

Beneath her glowing eyes that call like fire to a moth

The most disgusting lies are dressed in beauty that’ll rot

Oh my God, you’ve won the coldest battle we’ve fought

Deliverance is mine, from all this beauty that’ll rot

Mirror mirror on the wall, will there be glory if I fall?

Oh my God, save my soul

I need a faith that’s solid as concrete, but the impact’s broken both my knees

Oh my God, save my soul

Beneath her glowing eyes that call like fire to a moth

The most disgusting lies are dressed in beauty that’ll rot

Oh my God, you’ve won the coldest battle we’ve fought

Deliverance is mine, from all this beauty that’ll rot

Don’t wanna rot

I can’t hold my head up in this dark room anymore

I need a lightning bolt to raise me from this grave

Here comes fresh fire

Breathtaking blinding truth, freedom I never knew

Oh my God, you’ve won the coldest battle we’ve fought

Deliverance is mine, from all this beauty that’ll rot