Saturday Songtext
von Elisium

Half of it is knowing where you stand
The half that′s left involves some sleight of hand
The danger isn't close to what you think

Even now, as all of our roads feel longer
I′ll find a way to make sure you feel this one
Hopeless, heartless, hollow whore, bitch
Fear is weight on my heart


Half of me is all that you can take
The half that's left will learn from my mistakes
I wish that I had never had to say

Even now, as all of our roads feel longer
I'll find a way to make sure you feel this one
Hopeless, heartless, hollow whore, bitch
Fear is weight on my heart

Like the weeds caught under feet
Tipharet ascend in me
Redirect my energy