Fell on Bad Days [Rubyhorse]

Fell on bad

Fell on bad days

Oh your wicked

Oh your wicked way

Left me cold

Left me cold

Oh your dark

Oh your dark hair

Weaved for me

Weaved a cold snare

Left me hung

Left me hung

I know its there but I still can't see

I feel my faith disappear

Touch your skin and raven hair

Oh the devils deviled way



On the west

On the west wind

I hear a voice

Still it's tempting

Like a siren

Like a siren

I know its there, but I still can't see

I feel my faith disappear

Touch your skin and raven hair

Oh the devil's deviled way



It doesn't feel so bad now

It doesn't feel so bad now

It doesn't feel so bad now



It doesn't feel so bad...