Books on Tape Songtext
von Native
Books on Tape Songtext
Sunrise: the corners crackle in faint insight
Scene splice: the velvet plush of withered life
White words between the lines for those who died
Our veins whose blood was uses exemplified
Pillows rung of warm make-up
Cloud′s might constricts the noose's grip
Scene splice: the velvet plush of withered life
White words between the lines for those who died
Our veins whose blood was uses exemplified
Pillows rung of warm make-up
Cloud′s might constricts the noose's grip
Writer(s): Daniel Evans, Ed O'neill, Nicholas Glassen, Robert Marcos Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
