METRIC / SYNTHETICA - SPEED THE COLLAPSE | Текст песни

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All the way from where we came,
Built the mansion in a day,
Distant lighting, thunder claps,
Watched our neighbor's house collapse,
Looked the other way.

And then the storm was overhead,
All the oceans boiled and rivers bled.
We auctioned off our memories
In the absence of the breeze
Scatter what remains,
Scatter what remains.

Pushed away, I'm pulled toward,
A comedown from revolving doors.
Every warning we ignored,
Drifting in from distant shores.
The wind presents a change of course,
A second reckoning of sorts,
We were wasted waiting for
A comedown of revolving doors.

(Fate don't fail me now)

And when the days that followed past,
In another mansion built to last.
From our window we could see,
Only possibilities down the road and back.

But, then the storm returned for more,
In a comedown of revolving doors.
Auction off our memories
In the absence of a breeze.
Scatter what remains,
Scatter what remains.

Pushed away, I'm pulled toward,
A comedown from revolving doors.
Every warning we ignored,
Drifting in from distant shores.
The wind presents a change of course,
A second reckoning of sorts,
We were wasted waiting for
A comedown of revolving doors.

(Fate don't fail me now)
(Fate don't fail me now)
(Fate don't fail me now)
(Fate don't fail me now)

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