Late Riser

I’m a late riser
So blown out and tired
I’m under the wire
I’m under the wire
A rainiest June
Couldn’t bleed through what we had to lose
We were born to mainly undo the weight of it all
Ask him all the time how he’d unwrite the story of his bride
Oh, in a back room, in a back room
We tell him all we knew, tell him all we knew
I’m a late riser
So blown out and tired
Flow under the wire
Flow under the wire
Bloodiest moon
Shadow of all things new
Far cry from your birds eye view
We’re all dying to
Ask you to try
To have love for the mud in her eyes
Oh, we’re riding for a fall, riding for a fall
Flailing through it all, flailing through it all
I’m a late riser
So blown out and tired
Flow under the wire
Flow under the wire
Flow under the wire
I’m a late riser
I’m a late riser