Father Sky (Live Acoustic)

What a deal I've worked with Father Sky
He's given me a choice with time
Walking straight on lines
Don't let our ankles roll
You've got to tip toe
Not to hurt your soul
Our bodies take a toll
You move the Pacific
You move
Tearing through the light
Of your horizon
I try to find a way to screw
My head on right
Tell me to confess
But I have no regrets
You've got me by the neck
It's raw to my leather flesh
I gave my best away
To no one specific
You're no one specific
A bone chilling culture mess
And still the vulture over my head
Is threatening my sins
Digging deep inside my chest
Realize we're loving less
Oh and I gave my best away
Tearing through the light
Of your horizon
I try to find a way to screw
My head on right
Tell me to confess but I have no regrets
You've got me by the neck
It's raw to my leather flesh
I gave my best away
To no one specific
You're no one specific
Who are you when no one's watching
'Cause I always find myself talking
To someone in time we've made
To who do you speak but never see
To who do you speak but never see
You're no one specific
You're no one specific
Tearing through the light
Of your horizon
I try to find a way to screw
My head on right
Tell me to confess but I have no regrets
You've got my be the neck
It's raw to my leather flesh
I gave my best away
To no one specific
You're no one specific
You're no one specific
You're no one specific
You're no one specific
You're no one