You left no more sorrows
The shadow of the day will be suffered tomorrow
You bleed it out,Given up as you are powerless
With hands held high leave out all the rest
The Tinfoil burning In the skies as you burn it down the castle of glass
One step closer in breaking the habit,the final masquerade
Meteora the catalyst Iridescent the heavy pain cause nobody is listening
From the inside lost in the echo wating for the end to come
The little things give you away easier to run
In pieces until It's gone no roads left
Blackbird the messenger mark the graves
We are guilty all the same crawling till we faint hit the floor
Run away in the forgotten wastelands a line in the sand
With keys to the kingdom with a good goodbye
Sharp edges papercut halfway right as he say sorry for now in the end
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 3:02 AM UTC
You left no more sorrows
The shadow of the day will be suffered tomorrow
You bleed it out,Given up as you are powerless
With hands held high leave out all the rest
The Tinfoil burning In the skies as you burn it down the castle of glass
One step closer in breaking the habit,the final masquerade
Meteora the catalyst Iridescent the heavy pain cause nobody is listening
From the inside lost in the echo wating for the end to come
The little things give you away easier to run
In pieces until It's gone no roads left
Blackbird the messenger mark the graves
We are guilty all the same crawling till we faint hit the floor
Run away in the forgotten wastelands a line in the sand
With keys to the kingdom with a good goodbye
Sharp edges papercut halfway right as he say sorry for now in the end
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