Ragdoll

You sit on a tree A revolution to believe A knife in your chest A religion with no regrets Are these the feels? Now that you forgive Are these the feels? Now that you're still here again To kill yourself against the waves You sit on a tree A revolution to believe A night in your chest A religion with no regrets Are these the feels? Now that you forgive Are these the feels? Now that you're still here again To kill yourself against the waves So you've drawn A line that you'll not cross Oh sweet ragdoll You've drawn A line that you'll not cross Oh sweet ragdoll For me So you've drawn A line that you'll not cross Oh sweet ragdoll You've drawn A line that you'll not cross Oh sweet ragdoll For me