𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐲𝐫𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 (
subsidence) wrote2019-11-15 04:08 pm
for to find my way home

“WAS IT ALL FOR NOTHING? / MAKE ME AN OFFER I CANNOT REFUSE”
“A HEAD FULL OF PHANTOMS I CANNOT CONTAIN / A HANDFUL OF SUNBEAMS, A MOUTHFUL OF SNOW”
“I CAN FIGHT IT, MAKE IT ROAM / BUT A FUGITIVE HAS A TENDENCY TO RETURN HOME”
“(INSTRUMENTAL)”
“AND I CAN HEAR ALL THE WHISPERS THAT HAVE LIVED A THOUSAND YEARS / IT JUST TOOK ME BEING OPEN”
“NOW, AS THE AIR GROWS COLD / THE TRUTH UNFOLDS / AND I AM LOST AND NOT FOUND”
“THE DUST ON MY OLD BOOTS IS SETTLING / AND I AM SLOWLY GROWING ROOTS”
“I KNOW A COLOR BLUE / THAT CAN BITE SO VERY HARD”
“EVIL FEEDS ON YOUR SUPPORT / FEED NOT AND IT WILL SELF-DESTRUCT”
“(INSTRUMENTAL)”
“A HEAD FULL OF PHANTOMS I CANNOT CONTAIN / A HANDFUL OF SUNBEAMS, A MOUTHFUL OF SNOW”
“I CAN FIGHT IT, MAKE IT ROAM / BUT A FUGITIVE HAS A TENDENCY TO RETURN HOME”
“(INSTRUMENTAL)”
“AND I CAN HEAR ALL THE WHISPERS THAT HAVE LIVED A THOUSAND YEARS / IT JUST TOOK ME BEING OPEN”
“NOW, AS THE AIR GROWS COLD / THE TRUTH UNFOLDS / AND I AM LOST AND NOT FOUND”
“THE DUST ON MY OLD BOOTS IS SETTLING / AND I AM SLOWLY GROWING ROOTS”
“I KNOW A COLOR BLUE / THAT CAN BITE SO VERY HARD”
“EVIL FEEDS ON YOUR SUPPORT / FEED NOT AND IT WILL SELF-DESTRUCT”
“(INSTRUMENTAL)”
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