[Interlude: Jeremy DePoyster]
Sunday night at Mr. Smalls, how fucking good is this?
Yo, we've been coming here for so long
We can practically be the house band, thank you for having us
Pittsburgh, you guys are so amazing
This is a brand-new song called "Salt", let's do it!

[Verse 1: Jeremy DePoyster]
I can never process
What I'm feeling in my bones
Like a sickness
That I can't diagnose

[Pre-Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
Some days I think I'm afraid of my shadow
I show up to fight at all the wrong battles
And I don't think my mind will be right 'til I

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
Pour the salt into the wound
Let the rain wash over you
If everything I said was true
Then why am I paralyzed?

[Verse 2: Jeremy DePoyster, Mike Hranica, Both]
Watch the grass blow in the wind for the hell of it
And sometimes I get so caught up that I forget
That's right! (How could I forget?)
[Pre-Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
That all of our words only mеan what's behind them
You can't throw gasoline on a firе
And say you tried to put it out

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
Pour the salt into the wound
Let the rain wash over you
If everything I said was true
Then why am I
Hiding from the blinding lights?
I never had an alibi
If everything I said was true
Then why am I, why am I still paralyzed?

[Bridge: Jeremy DePoyster]
Why am I still paralyzed?
Step back as the ashes rise
Embers up toward the sky
With all the things that I can't find

[Chorus: Jeremy DePoyster with Mike Hranica]
Pour the salt into the wound
Let the rain wash over you
If everything I said was true
Then why am I
Hiding from the blinding lights?
I never had an alibi
If everything I said was true
Then why am I, why am I still paralyzed?
[Outro: Jeremy DePoyster]
Thank you!