Fleming and Jogn - 6,570

Made of your blood the prize of your love

You brought me here so here's where I belong

Like a fish in a bowl the only world I know

I can't stay but I won't go don't tell me that it's over



Six thousand five hundred seventy days

Makes it hard for anyone to ever want to change



That's why I still take it everywhere I go

All that I love all that I know



Every word I've ever said every thought that's in my head

Marked like money by you to never be without you

Layers of my veneer melt away like the years

When I go back to that place it's only me in here



Six thousand five hundred seventy days

Makes it hard for anyone to ever want to change



That's why I still take it everywhere I go

All that I love all that I loathe

It's who I am today and why I feel this way