Wounded - To Kill A King

Of the hurt we’ve thrown at each other’s homes

The silence was the worst

We cut our teeth on loves sweet dream

Now we are spitting blood when we speak

I ain’t no devil

You ain’t no saint

We were just actors

Sharing a stage

The lights come up and it’s not enough to save the two of us

So I’ll go in dim lit holes

With ancient dogs like me

I’m wounded

I’m wounded

I’m wounded

The cards we show when the dark is close

Is who we really are

It’s easier to love when you’re winning at large

And everything’s going your way

I ain’t no master

You ain’t no slave

We lean on each other to carry our chains

So all that’s left since when you left

Is your shape inside of me

So I’ll go in dim lit holes

With ancient dogs like you

I’m, wounded, I’m wounded

I’m wounded

And so I’ll go in dim lit holes

With ancient dogs like me

Oh, I’m wounded

Wounded, wounded

And so I’ll go in dim lit holes

With ancient dogs like me

Oh, I’m wounded

Wounded, wounded