Rollin Threes

Rollin Threes Lyrics Hand on my heart I will always come to you Bite my tongue, I Slight my shadow to approve We'll always have the house on threes Hold myself here I will always be true Eyes towards the stormy sky Lies you cast will come for you Distorted truths and dreams of death, never learned to hold my breath Shattered glass I overgrew, cut it out with my own tools Roll against the rising tide Guide the children to the sea Side eyed bluff the long games hand We'll always have the house on three Hand on my heart I will always check my soul Eyes upon the open plain Save me from the winter's cold Roll against the rising tide Guide the children to the sea Side eyed bluff the long games hand We'll always have the house on three Confrontation sinks just like a rock down in my gut Words thoughts that stir me square like roots among the ruts Scream in dreams but words are choked, I only act like this with you Don't trespass your own alarms, cut out grass you overgrew We'll always have the house on three