Knave - Nervosa | Текст песни

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• Knave
• Nervosa

Stand this figure
Stand reflecting your loathing
in a subtle decay

I am in a nutshell
not well if you can't tell
The sight of me
makes you cringe
Nothing passes through these lips
only harm I'm provoking in me

Ride this storm
on waves of gold
a new silver lining unfolds
Flower in bloom
eyes dilate
a new unborn season awaits

Awake this morning
after your first breath of life
and still the warning
here in these circles of light

I have mood swings
starving my endocrine
The sight of me
makes you cringe
Nothing passes hand to mouth
only harm which I am choking in me

Chorus

This awkward space
you can't outweigh
I rest my case
while you fade away

Intro verse
Chorus

These circles of light

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