Teen Suicide - The Hurricane | Текст песни

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• Teen Suicide
• The Hurricane

I see your shape outlined in a darkened room
no matter where, I stare
maybe it's the world as far as I can see
little machines, whirr whirr whirring
on a cold day I can hear the sound of birds
in the speakers, singing
a hurricane, the coming hurricane
falling down and getting up again

let the water rise and be
push & shove & comfort me
come for me , you’ll come for me
spread a map for eyes that see
release the wind, release the fog
the world will be a waterfall
the rocks beneath will catch it all