Kellen Saip - Old Fashioned Тексты

Now I might be old fashioned,
out dated,
and abandoned.

I might be starved to the bone,
left alone,
but this city ain't so silent anymore.

And I confess all my sins,
and I'll be damned if i let the devil win.

It hurts to breathe the stale air behind your rosary.

What you see is a reflection of you not next to me.

I confess all my sins, and I'll be damned if I let the devil win.

Purpose driven from the beginning,
who am I kidding I never fit in.

I confess all my sins and I'll be damned if I let the devil win.