Sonny Moore - Concentrical Mockup | Текст песни

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I want to be fit

To take your breath

And exhale a resolution

I want to be fit

To sing along

With a pair of sunset lungs

Where do you walk

Where do I taste the wind behind you

I lose my vail

In hopes that you will stare right trough me

I can hear you crying for that halo

That isn't even yours for you to lose

And you tell me that your bound to your circle

Concentrical

Toss me like a rope

And hopefully you'll have their approval

Inside the imitation that I loath

With the callow hands and the bad knees

All suckers for the taste of illusion

To hold and cradle

I lose my faith

In hopes that you will stare right trough me

I can hear you crying for that halo

That isn't even yours for you to lose

And you tell me that your bound to your circle

Concentrical


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