Violent Times
St. Vincent
(Huh)
Violent times
Almost lost you in these violent times
I forgot people could be so kind
In these violent times
Dollar signs
Almost lost it chasing dollar signs
Knew the cost but I forgot the price
Of buying my life
I must have been dreaming
I fell down the well
Waking up
Waking up in hell
Different eyes
You're the same, but I got different eyes
How could I ever have been so blind?
Blame these violent times
When all of the bombs inside
All of the wires I hide
All of the wasted nights chasing mortality
When in the ashes of Pompeii
Lovers discovered in an embrace
For all eternity
I must have been dreaming
I fell down the well
But I swear you were hearing me
Through the noise and static and the call