The Flood Lyrics

How's it raining in here, if the roof's on tight?

That old white hat's pulled down over my eyes

I'm fake as fuck and I'm full of pride

Tears in your Two Roads but baby I'm fine

Is everybody staring at us

Fifty seven hundred little camera phones

Barely getting thru All My Love

Hard to claim you're homesick when you're sick of being home

You see me knee deep in the flood

And you pull back outstretched hands

You once found favor in my blood

Now it's something you can't stand

You question what's beneath this flesh

An empty sea baptized in wickedness

You are your father's son alright

The culture that you breed it keeps me up at night

Internal family systems, light

All of your parts work up until we start to fight

Is everybody staring at us

Fifty seven hundred little camera phones

Barely getting thru All My Love

Hard to claim you're homesick when you're sick of being home

You see me knee deep in the flood

And you pull back outstretched hands

You once found favor in my blood

Now it's something you can't stand

You question what's beneath this flesh

An empty sea baptized in wickedness

I close my eyes

For forty days and forty nights

The raven died

Watching the water rise

You see me knee deep in the flood

And you pull back outstretched hands

You once found favor in my blood

Now it's something you can't stand

You question what's beneath this flesh

An empty sea baptized in wickedness

Is everybody staring at us

Fifty seven hundred little camera phones