Mixing Pictures Songtext
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Mixing Pictures Songtext
Falling backward into the pit
Waking up when the surface hits
I′ll be my own, we'll be split
All is, was, at the end of it
I don′t mind taking time
Starting again
The mirage
Forcing me to walk towards it every night
No collage
We can't mix the pictures to sit right
Camouflage
Holding steady, hiding in plain sight
Sabotage
Idle hands can't keep these loose screws tight
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
Same old terrors, brand new sweat
Circling into fresh regret
While I appreciate the place to stay
Why is my bed inside a grave?
While I appreciate the place to stay
Why is my bed inside a grave?
It ain′t kind, wasting time
Posing as friends
The mirage
Forcing me to walk towards it every night
No collage
We can′t mix the pictures to sit right
Camouflage
Holding steady, hiding in plain sight
Sabotage
Idle hands can't keep these loose screws tight
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
No collage, no
The mirage
Forcing me to walk towards it every night
No collage
We can′t mix the pictures to sit right
Camouflage
Holding steady, hiding in plain sight
Sabotage
Idle hands can't keep these loose screws tight
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
Waking up when the surface hits
I′ll be my own, we'll be split
All is, was, at the end of it
I don′t mind taking time
Starting again
The mirage
Forcing me to walk towards it every night
No collage
We can't mix the pictures to sit right
Camouflage
Holding steady, hiding in plain sight
Sabotage
Idle hands can't keep these loose screws tight
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
Same old terrors, brand new sweat
Circling into fresh regret
While I appreciate the place to stay
Why is my bed inside a grave?
While I appreciate the place to stay
Why is my bed inside a grave?
It ain′t kind, wasting time
Posing as friends
The mirage
Forcing me to walk towards it every night
No collage
We can′t mix the pictures to sit right
Camouflage
Holding steady, hiding in plain sight
Sabotage
Idle hands can't keep these loose screws tight
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
No collage, no
The mirage
Forcing me to walk towards it every night
No collage
We can′t mix the pictures to sit right
Camouflage
Holding steady, hiding in plain sight
Sabotage
Idle hands can't keep these loose screws tight
No collage, no collage
No collage, no collage
Writer(s): Beej Vaughan, Matt Cochran, Patrick Shipp, Tayla Ellerby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com