Coming Apart

Words and Music by The Hammer

C and P January 2008

Fate and favor

You were the flavour of the month

And  time dragged you around

Regret sits on your shoulders

And the ones who need you most have lost

And you're a mile high with no way down

I could tell you were coming apart and

I could not lie to myself to believe in you

Your best of times are gone

The revolution is a your war with yourself

And we are here. Defiant.

And we are here. Resisting.

I could tell you were coming apart and

I could not lie to myself to believe in you

SOLO

Regret sits on your shoulders

And the ones who need you most have lost

And you're a mile high with no way down

I could tell you were coming apart and

I could not lie to myself to believe in you

I could tell you were coming apart and

I could not lie to myself to believe in you