William Tyler Sowers - Final For Lyrics

Wake up. You're coming with me
We can go anywhere you want to be
Mercy, I hope in the end, I don't want to be
I don't want to be me

She waited for the lie to meet me
But baby, will you ever need me
I waited for the lie to reach me
Will you wait for the world to leave me

Pressure--press my heart into yours
If it's present, what's the point of final form
Guilty of what we've left undone
Omit the bit about what I'll become

She waited for the lie to meet me
But baby, will you ever need me
I waited for the lie to reach me
Will you wait for the world to leave me

I called that number again
The loss--I'll take the sin
I want to just be me
Find something resembling peace

On the rock above your head
Are numbers I've often read
Along with a saying I could never leave
Love--wherever you may be

She waited for the lie to meet me
But baby, will you ever need me
I waited for the lie to reach me
Will you wait for the world to leave me

Wading in the middle of nowhere
Got a gun and a flag but no flare
The waves won't stop waving at me
Gonna break if I don't stop acting

Wake up, you're coming with me
Breathe now, you're alive and free