Shapist - We Speak In Volumes | Текст песни

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We have become, Void of a man built by his own skin
but it's terrifying being read.
failing to withdraw from the surface. While pleading cracks from the gift-less. and selling souls to the heartless. you can't go back
Our ink dries and we follow through so listen close and take notes.
Our ink dries and we follow through. so listen close.
It seems like everyday it's getting harder to breathe, harder to see.
Through all this tension we've built. The pressure is building on me.
bridging a gap between innocence and immortality, and I can tell this life is empty without cherishing simplicity, without believing in something.
Without believing in something.

So long to a life without emotion. So long to a dreamless sleep. I'm ready to stand, i'll scream. I stand proud, I'm ready to breathe.

No! I'm still growing, And I've been trying for so long. You can't stomp me out.
Like a house on fire, I will consume. These flames are getting higher. The walls are coming down, I'm hypnotized by the sight of the smoke

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