Trope - Privateer

{Verse 1}
Even though it’s hard to face
I’ve waited way too long
Trust to obliterate
No longer drenched in doubt
Not hiding like before

{Verse 2}
Send a quiver into the water
Followed by a rake through the blood wound
All your words shot down with the raven
Let’s play like we don’t need to
Curtsy down to
Sit and listen

{Chorus}
There you’ll find a home
Hoping it’s away
Everyone around
Plays deaf to the sound

{Verse 3}
Even though I want to say
You’re different then before
I see that you just want them all to bow to
Fallen grace through shouts and threat blades
Made me circle

{Chorus}
There you’ll find a home
Hoping it’s away
Everyone around
Plays deaf to the sound