[Intro] [Verse 1] Iron in my coat hem, Sewn tight with black thread. Floorboards groan and bend, Under this weight I can't shed. [Chorus] Pockets full of lead, Sinking in my skin. This house is built on dread, And I'm caving in. [Verse 2] Secrets like wet stones, Dragging in the mud. Bones feel like they're not my own, Stuck in this sinking blood. [Chorus] Pockets full of lead, Sinking in my skin. This house is built on dread, And I'm caving in. [Bridge] (Stuck between the boards) (Lungs full of dust) (Just this iron doubt) [Chorus] POCKETS FULL OF LEAD, SINKING IN MY SKIN. This house is built on dread, And I'm caving in. [Outro]
