Island of Yours Songtext
von Social Repose

Pick up the phone, dial tone
A blank space, thoughts erased
An incident, cold blood
Striked out, a single round
A suspect, quarantined
Terror fades, turns to rage
This is the cold part, the room shakes
Life gives, but mostly takes
Yeah life gives, but mostly takes
Separate my life from the island of yours

A second cycle that can′t fill the hole

If it were up to me we might still have control

But your existence has left with your soul
Yeah your existence has left with your

Soul


Day by day, a slow decay
Violent dissonance
Perpetual motion
Keeps my mind occupied
Terminal sadness
Intovert or socially inept
All of your colours bleed together
I can't remember the last thing you said
No I can′t remember the last thing you said
Separate my life from the island of yours
A second cycle that can't fill the hole

If it were up to me we might still have control
But your existence has left with your soul

Yeah your existence has left with your
Soul

Hello
How many cycles till I fill this hole
The years have taken their toll
If it were up to me I'd kill this dream
The one where I lose your soul