It's all about the basking In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing You can't admit you're wrong We all have our silent unspeakable memories That we do not choose to share but with a few Today's inspiration comes from you
I feel the discontent But it's about to end Open up a vein and bleed This mourning of a friend It's all about the basking In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing You can't admit you're wrong
Digital girl with an analogue heart Vultures are waiting to tear us apart Times like this I remember when It's easier to forgive an enemy than a friend
I feel the disconnect They'll be no going back The art is obvious The silence is a stab It's all about the basking In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing You can't admit you’re wrong
Digital girl with an analogue heart Vultures are waiting to tear us apart Times like this I remember when It’s easier to forgive an enemy than a friend
The line is thin and red Between the love and hate The sky is far and wide To London from LA Where there's a carcass there's a vulture Picking bones of flesh and minds The devils drawing in the details Where friendships go to die
It's all about the basking In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing You can't admit you're wrong
Digital girl with an analogue heart Vultures are waiting to tear us apart Times like this I remember when It's easier to forgive an enemy than a friend
Where there's an artist there's a vulture In the picture is the proof Art of illusion is ironic The art of friendship is the truth
Your pretty picture's lie Your pretty pictures hide Nobody knows the real vulture Who lives deep inside of you