Sohns - New Reasons | Текст песни

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i ain't waitin on this ghost.
i've been waiting for too long.....

this ain't no city! this ain't no city!
can't be no city! can't be no city!
this ain't no city, not in the sense we once knew

sinkin' in the sin we're in!
all them tar filled weights, dragging our mass floor-bound.

oh, with special ties, elaborate bows of twine, they'll cauterize!
and relieve you of your precious skin.

but are we better for it?

hey!

i've been waitin' for years.
we're too late, it's too late

i've been waitin for years.
god it's just too much to bear.

i've been waitin oh waitin oh waitin, oh! i've been waitin'.

(it's a calm and it comes with a word!)
just spare me your influence.
(put it in a sentence!)
we'll if you won't, will you gore my organs?
(it'll give you influence! it'll give you patience!)

pray, let this swarm of birds consume my flesh till the bones are left for the perils that wait.

i'd rather that, than hold
this shit stain excuse for a fucking culture..

originality is in fucking pieces

and, if everyone is an artist, art is fucking dead.

fucking dead.

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