Shining Through - Pills in Your Pocket Lyrics

From the Album: White Fang


lay your weapons down
lay your weapons down
soak it in, don’t make a sound
lay your weapons down

I’ve got your feathers in my hair
and now I’m wrestling with a box
I don’t know where I am
I know the drill, I know the thoughts
tonight I burn them down together with your father’s fiery cross

got my piece I’m not giving it away
but the bag of pills in your pocket, that’s not what they say
oh no, don’t go
help me understand
I don’t want to be that man

your smooth tan halo, it glows
you’re an angel, you don’t know
now I’m all alone
now I’m back home

I’ve got your feathers in my hair
and now I’m losing to the box but I don’t care
I’ll smoke it, I’ll swallow it
I’ll shrink back and wallow in it
burn it down by the pound until something good comes out

got my piece I’m not giving it away
but the bag of pills in your pocket, that’s not what they say
oh no, don’t go
help me understand
I don’t want to be that man

lost in a crowd, spitting seizures from my mouth
praying nobody finds me out
you are all that I want
your my bird, you are my song
but you won’t sing along

okay I’ve got this worked out
I’m ready to try now
can I be a new seed
can I be who I was before I was me

got my piece I’m not giving it away
but the bag of pills in your pocket, that’s not what they say
oh no, don’t go
help me understand
I don’t want to be that man

I am lost, I’m in a crowd
I spit seizures from my mouth
I pray nobody sees me
I pray this is all a dream
And I am waking up now

you’re all I want
you’re all I want
you’re all I want
but you’re gone
you’re gone
you’re gone


[Thanks to assistant for adding these lyrics]