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From: Orchids & Ammunition (2006)
Lyrics:
This is a final sign, of what we cannot take
You forced a bitter end to this story
The walls are closing down, to this place we live
Say your last goodbye, not to me, 'cause
This separation will explode!
A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
A fatal blinding sight, it's the price I pay
For looking through the sun, for a change
The walls are closing down, and eventually
We'll say your last goodbye, we see
This separation will explode!
A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
This separation will explode!
A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
At our own mouths
Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use.
From: Orchids & Ammunition (2006)
Lyrics:
This is a final sign, of what we cannot take
You forced a bitter end to this story
The walls are closing down, to this place we live
Say your last goodbye, not to me, 'cause
This separation will explode!
A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
A fatal blinding sight, it's the price I pay
For looking through the sun, for a change
The walls are closing down, and eventually
We'll say your last goodbye, we see
This separation will explode!
A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
This separation will explode!
A starry sea, awakening
A fascination with this old style sense of right and wrong
What's wrong with me? It's hard to speak
When it's all about the way we hold a gun at our own mouths
At our own mouths
