The first of my next 30 songs. One of my favs for sentimental reasons
lyrics
Empty spaces, clished traces
wearing thin I'm calling out the noise
Legs wear weather, arms are better
breaking face, singing for rejoyce
What you thought was what you wanted to do(harmony vocals)
untill what you knew was never true(now enters the violin)
Make your choise and then reyce of all collective mistakes it takes
To suffer through the noise I heard the call of truth to win back my headaches*
*(sticato acomponyment of some kind)
What you thought was what you wanted to do(harmony vocals)
untill what you knew was never true(vocals w/ violin)
There is no come on I hate none, my dreams and live are breathing beyond
Don't try to hard, begar for love the losing drum depend on no one
Are you that one selfish breed
leaving all the puddles of their seed
empty traces cleshed traces
wearing thin im calling out the noise
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