Sobering (don't Turn Around)

Plumb

La dum da da dum

Take the cup of delusion

This empty hole inside

Drinks the wine of remorse

And giving cause to stumble

It's sobering, the changes



Don't turn around

Don't walk away

Don't try to lead

When you don't know



La dum da da dum

Blotting out the strains of nonsense

And drenched in this desire

Spilling from an empty cup

You bury guilt like sin

Hurling smiles and judgements

The blatant tone of your soul

Creates a blackness deep within



Bitterness trickles through

This vein of tenderness



La dum la da dum

La dum la da dum

La dum la da dum