Sons Of Atlas - Obsession With Repetition | Текст песни

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im a hopeless romantic cause my romance is hopeless
leer at ponds rivers streams and yearn for waters more open
an unnerving play, on the words, that are spoken **
i tell rigmarole tales of all the wars my hearts one

by acting them out with the tip of my tongue
i gaze and i see all these rivers and streams
and ask them to take all of these sins from me **
i know that they cant but i really must try

but as time passes time

i find the great canyon and i start to climb
i get to the top and i walked to the bend
were the rivers and and the streams meet the ocean again

and i fall

so i can take a dive
take a bow
end of the act
and let the curtains fall now

and the crowd applauds
a change of mask
time to hide the past
me with out you
obsess, rinse, repeat

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