Colored Out

I was aging in the wrong direction
Heading uphill to the shrine you slept in
I can see you rising through the haze of morning
Breaking up my virtue
I was meant to break against you
If we're just pretenders what the Hell's the truth for?
I was always caught in yours
But now it's colored out
I'm a strangled stone, I'm a churchless reverend
I'm a charcoal burned into something different
So I'm trading out all the woolen blankets for a fevered price
'cause there's no one to collapse beside
'cause it's always an iron age but could I choose my cage?
('cause there's no one to collapse beside)
And is there something to believe in when I wake?
('cause there's no one to collapse beside)
'cause there's always another step and you can't see it yet
('cause there's no one to collapse beside)
But I know something's coming soon to cause a wreck
('cause there's no one to collapse beside)
I can see you rising through the haze of morning
Breaking up my virtue
I was meant to break against you
If we're just pretenders what the Hell's the truth for?
I was always caught in yours
But I got colored out
My hands were flames keeping you safe
We were dark red in the wrong direction
I was staring spades at the wrong reflection
So I'm sneaking out of a faked existence, and I'm just in time
'cause there's no one to collapse beside