Sully - Rituals

You're but an exercise
I'm stretching up and down
You're but a poster, the one I impose on
My battles, my bygones
I'm sorry, I am done

You're but a ritual
And one I can't shake off
But sooner or later anxiety fades
And the ritual that used to follow
Then looks pretty hollow

But I won't let you sully my moon
Or steal my nights away
My body and soul are so tired of rituals
So tired of rituals

You’re but an exercise
I'm stretching up and down
You're but a poster, the one I impose on
My battles, my bygones
I'm sorry, I am done
I am done

But I won't let you sully my moon
Or still my nights away
My body and soul are so tired of rituals
So tired of rituals