Released: June 18, 2017
Featuring: Camila Recchio
[Spoken - Watsky]
This song is off an old mixtape of mine based on a Deer Tick song called “Baltimore Blues”. It’s called “Wounded Healer.”
[Verse 1 - Watsky]
His footprints are fading away from the beach
We're not a family to pray or to preach
But daddy's best friend took a handful of pills and now he's at a podium making a speech
Yesterday night after dark
He carefully wrote his remarks
But everyone said what he put on his page so he threw it way and went straight from the heart
[Chorus 1 - Watsky and Camila Recchio]
I thought this was a party
But all my friends are leaving
And I still want to play
You wrecked me when you stepped out
Cause you're the wounded healer
And you're supposed to stay
[Verse 2 - Watsky]
A year's a bottle in a bucket of trash
It'll tip over the more that it stacks
Didn't notice it till now but dad's been moving slower every time we go play catch
I'm scared of the day when he'll carry a cane
I carry his dream
I carry his name
And when papa is gone he will never be gone because the sound of our sneeze is the same
[Watsky and Camila Recchio]
God bless I
Hear your voice
In mine
I want to stop time
Like a carnival ride
Because
I don't know what I'm saying but I mean it (repeat)
[Chorus 1 - Watsky and Camila Recchio]
I thought this was a party
But all my friends are leaving
And I still want to play
You wrecked me when you stepped out
Cause you're the wounded healer
And you're supposed to stay
[Verse 3 - Watsky]
And they wonder what our parents say
And they wonder how we'll raise our children
And they tell me that I'm living with a monster
And they whisper that she took up with a villain
But I don't see dragon's scales
And I don't see claws and fangs
All I'm looking at is arms that hold me
Brown eyes that understand
And when she closed those eyes one final time no pipers came
But I know I got a love that's truer than a military sniper's aim
But we won't die in vain
Tie that chain around my waist
And pull me from the bottom of the pit of hell up to your final resting place
[Chorus 2 -Camila Recchio]
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You're the altar that I pray to
God is love and love is all we have
[Verse 4 - Watsky]
We were trynna run from the city
Had the hope and the pride of the kids
People wanna put up walls to divide us
Kinda fitting that we died on a bridge
Same souls, both sides of the banks
They say we're different and they're fillin in the facts
But they put the same metal in the bullets
And they put the same bullets in our backs
Kinda love that we got is one in a mill
Ain't no God that I pray to would wanna kill
It's not God but it's fear and it's politics
And a Molotov that was lit with a dollar bill
Don't say all is lost
Escape this holocaust
My God, Allah, my darling, star and crescent and my cross
[Chorus 3 - Watsky and Camila Recchio]
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You wrecked me when you stepped out
I will honor and be faithful
You’re supposed to stay
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
Wrecked me when you stepped out
God is love and love is all
[Verse 5 - Watsky]
Where do we come from? Where do we go?
You could fill up the sea with the things I don't know
But I know what I feel and I know when it's real
And I hope that we heal
We're two drops of the blood and the tears
Over thousands of years of the clash of the steel
I'm not blind to the cycle
We’re pressed in the spine of a Bible
They define the divine by the title
But what did Christ say? To be kind to my rival
You're my kind of revival
It's true ya, my favorite Hallelujah
You my you my favorite Hallelujah
[Interlude - Camila Recchio]
Yeah-e yeah yeah yeahh
Ah oh ooooooh
[Chorus 2 - Camila Recchio]
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You're the altar that I pray to
God is love and love is all
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
I will honor and be faithful
God is love and love is all we have
[Outro - Camila Recchio]
God is love and love is all we have
God is love and love is all we have
This song is off an old mixtape of mine based on a Deer Tick song called “Baltimore Blues”. It’s called “Wounded Healer.”
[Verse 1 - Watsky]
His footprints are fading away from the beach
We're not a family to pray or to preach
But daddy's best friend took a handful of pills and now he's at a podium making a speech
Yesterday night after dark
He carefully wrote his remarks
But everyone said what he put on his page so he threw it way and went straight from the heart
[Chorus 1 - Watsky and Camila Recchio]
I thought this was a party
But all my friends are leaving
And I still want to play
You wrecked me when you stepped out
Cause you're the wounded healer
And you're supposed to stay
[Verse 2 - Watsky]
A year's a bottle in a bucket of trash
It'll tip over the more that it stacks
Didn't notice it till now but dad's been moving slower every time we go play catch
I'm scared of the day when he'll carry a cane
I carry his dream
I carry his name
And when papa is gone he will never be gone because the sound of our sneeze is the same
[Watsky and Camila Recchio]
God bless I
Hear your voice
In mine
I want to stop time
Like a carnival ride
Because
I don't know what I'm saying but I mean it (repeat)
[Chorus 1 - Watsky and Camila Recchio]
I thought this was a party
But all my friends are leaving
And I still want to play
You wrecked me when you stepped out
Cause you're the wounded healer
And you're supposed to stay
[Verse 3 - Watsky]
And they wonder what our parents say
And they wonder how we'll raise our children
And they tell me that I'm living with a monster
And they whisper that she took up with a villain
But I don't see dragon's scales
And I don't see claws and fangs
All I'm looking at is arms that hold me
Brown eyes that understand
And when she closed those eyes one final time no pipers came
But I know I got a love that's truer than a military sniper's aim
But we won't die in vain
Tie that chain around my waist
And pull me from the bottom of the pit of hell up to your final resting place
[Chorus 2 -Camila Recchio]
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You're the altar that I pray to
God is love and love is all we have
[Verse 4 - Watsky]
We were trynna run from the city
Had the hope and the pride of the kids
People wanna put up walls to divide us
Kinda fitting that we died on a bridge
Same souls, both sides of the banks
They say we're different and they're fillin in the facts
But they put the same metal in the bullets
And they put the same bullets in our backs
Kinda love that we got is one in a mill
Ain't no God that I pray to would wanna kill
It's not God but it's fear and it's politics
And a Molotov that was lit with a dollar bill
Don't say all is lost
Escape this holocaust
My God, Allah, my darling, star and crescent and my cross
[Chorus 3 - Watsky and Camila Recchio]
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You wrecked me when you stepped out
I will honor and be faithful
You’re supposed to stay
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
Wrecked me when you stepped out
God is love and love is all
[Verse 5 - Watsky]
Where do we come from? Where do we go?
You could fill up the sea with the things I don't know
But I know what I feel and I know when it's real
And I hope that we heal
We're two drops of the blood and the tears
Over thousands of years of the clash of the steel
I'm not blind to the cycle
We’re pressed in the spine of a Bible
They define the divine by the title
But what did Christ say? To be kind to my rival
You're my kind of revival
It's true ya, my favorite Hallelujah
You my you my favorite Hallelujah
[Interlude - Camila Recchio]
Yeah-e yeah yeah yeahh
Ah oh ooooooh
[Chorus 2 - Camila Recchio]
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
You're the altar that I pray to
God is love and love is all
Sarajevo, Sarajevo
I will honor and be faithful
God is love and love is all we have
[Outro - Camila Recchio]
God is love and love is all we have
God is love and love is all we have
- LIVE! From the Fonda (2017)
- Pale Kid Raps Fast
- Whoa Whoa Whoa
- Sloppy Seconds
- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 2
- Moral of the Story
- A Hundred Words You Could Say Instead of Swag
- Ninjas In Paris
- Exquisite Corpse
- IDGAF
- An Open Letter (Interlude)
- Don’t Be Nice
- Hey, Asshole
- Ugly Faces
- Strong As An Oak
- Talking to Myself
- Welcome to the Family
- Cardboard Castles
- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 1
- Letter to My 16-Year-Old Self
- Going Down
- Tiny Glowing Screens, Part 3
- Stick to Your Guns
- Never Let it Die
- Wounded Healer