idle threat - Throwing Stones

Off the EP 'Nothing Is Broken For Good' — http://toothandnail.ffm.to/idlethreat ___ Beneath the dirt Among the crowd My disposition is as low As my voice is loud You call me out But I’m still learning How to listen when You say To come back home They see the smoke from the end of my gun (I hit the mark) Stare down the barrel of unfaithfulness You’ll feel the weight of the wrong that you’ve done (you missed the mark) Sworn in as plaintiff of my righteousness In the midst of all this justified blame You never stop calling my name (No, You never stop calling my name) One of these days I’ll listen One of these days I’ll come down (No, You never stop calling my name) One of these days I’ll listen One of these days I’ll turn around (No, You never stop calling my name) Waste away like grinding teeth Waste away like all my days Waste away with everything Waste away, waste away Waste away like grinding teeth Waste away like all my days Waste away with everything Waste away, waste away Brace yourself for contact (Nothing short of impact) One by one they fall down but not a single thrown (I can’t cast the first stone) (I can’t cast the first stone) (I can’t cast the first stone) Pardon my crimes; set me free