Hearshot Kid Disaster

Still searching for your call today.
Sit down and structure, will you be the engineer?
Still tired and dreaming out against and overboard.
When pain kills you'll hate me and wait for, or
Then call me crazy and pretend I left us discontent and afraid.
So what? So I'm crazy.
Then send me justice and I'll have Paris in flames.

Still searching for your faith in the arm that killed the president.
Relapse, waiting here for.
Still searching for your face in the crowd that killed the president.
Relapse, waiting here for.

I need Mayo.
I won't fail you now
Dear Captain, send the SOS
When we're gonna go down.

I need Mayo.
I won't fail you now (Oh God you're all fucked up for sure)
Dear Captain, send the SOS
When we're gonna go down.

Wound open and squeezing my heart against
This pain inflicts and in passion I bleed for it
But with this, what they gave me; this book
And flint and a match go with it.

Still searching for your faith in the arm that killed the president.
Relapse, waiting here for.
Still searching for your face in the crowd that killed the president.
I'll be waiting here for.

I need Mayo.
I won't fail you now
Dear Captain, send the SOS
When we're gonna go down.

I need Mayo.
I won't fail you now (Oh God you're all fucked up for sure)
Dear Captain, send the SOS
When we're gonna go down.

Have you ever heard the lyrics he sang?
In his thoughtful tranmission the words' lost sentance remains.
Sing his song, sing his song loud.
Structure. Will you be the engineer?
Where's your song or have you lost the key or tone?

Thank God for your strength. Will you hold your breath,
Waiting for me to exhale in the short life lived?

Thank God for your strength. Will you hold your breath,
Waiting for me to exhale in the short life lived?

When you lived?
When you lived?
When you lived?