I have stumbled onto this place
I recognize your face
Not my own
But I see there's some trace
Called you, called you about a week ago
I found God a week ago
Found her face down where the huskies go
See a face lift from a faithless mold
Sound of bent knees will sink and hold
Please, like that
Please, like that
Sitting in the fire
Sitting in the fire
I'll confess to my bad taste
You will stumble on your way home
But we were caught in her space
Called you, called you
Guess I told you so
I found God a week ago
Found her face down where the huskies go
See a face lift on a face of old
The sound of bent knees will sink and hold
I found God a week ago
Found her face down where the huskies go
See a face lift from a faithless mold
The sound of bent knees will sink and hold
Sitting in the fire
Sitting in the fire
Sitting in the fire
Sitting in the fire