Nim Vind - E.S.P | Текст песни

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start to lose myself
between the lines that blurred
the past and future
no tense no time
dissolved disaster in the prime and grime
years the steer and peer into
paradigms of rhyme and suitor
cannot demonstrate on fate
cannot restrain the rain of embers

I`m calling, calling your name
i`m calling You

In a dream in my reality
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me
when i bleed cold quiet anxiety
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me
In a dream in my reality
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me
i can't believe these eyes inside of me
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me now

in a quiet moment hear
the sound of footstepped floor thats leaking
creaks and crowl up my back
and jam and heel the voice that's speaking
breaking ground on breaking down
the last remaining peace that keeps me going now
on the edge and on the ledge
of the whirling maelstrom spiraling down

I`m calling, calling your name
i`m calling You

In a dream in my reality
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me
when i bleed cold quiet anxiety
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me
In a dream in my reality
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me
i can't believe these eyes inside of me
it's your telepathy, it's calling out to me now

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