The Republic Of Wolves - Spare Key | Текст песни

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• The Republic Of Wolves
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I'm shrugging off the cold
Just to be polite
I'm living like a prophet
With stage fright

I'm falling into place
But still the timing's not right
Yeah that's a fire
I just can't seem to light

Never wanted to repeat myself
It's better now to just say nothing
Been living off of borrowed words
For way too long

But have you had the honor yet
Of ever being truly hopeless?
Have you just been pretending like me?

I'm tracking down the cold
Now that it's finally gone
I'm living like a prophet
Who can't move on

I'm falling into place
But still the timing's all wrong
Well I guess I just can't wait that long

And I feel like I'm always running out
My palette's gone all gray again
So it's no surprise that all we heard
Was the screaming of the wind
'Cause that is all I've ever been

Feels like I'm always running out
My palette's gone all gray again
So there's no surprise when all you hear
Is a record on repeat
'Cause that is all I'll ever be.

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