you want a riot
you want fire
consume for some time
will im tired
im tired
of closed eyes fumbling for horizons.
im tired
im tired of your lies and color and all your mind wick.
im tired
im tired before
as gently as you can hold on..
this might not go as planned hold on..
i know you feel this strain hold on..
as violent as you can.. hold on..
there are storms beneath the fire.
bodies broke in so many ways
wheres the choir to admire
just hold on..
What am I to desire
where the humble and honest way.
further pressed into desire just hold on
as gentley as you can hold on..
this might not go as planned just hold on
who am i to say hold on?
this could be my last day just hold on..
as gentley as you can
this not go as planned just hold on..
hold on..
might not go as planned hold on..
hold on..
hold on..
there are storms beneath the fire
as gently as you can
wheres the choir to admire?
what i am to desire?
further pressed into desire just hold on...
there are storms beneath the fire
bodies bruise so many ways
further pressed into desire
just hold on
what am i to desire
where are humble and honest way
there are storms beneath the fire just hold on.
here are storms beneath the fire. fire... consume.. for some time.. im tired.. im tired. of closed eyes and fumbling for horizons... im tired im tired..
you want fire
consume for some time
will im tired
im tired
of closed eyes fumbling for horizons.
im tired
im tired of your lies and color and all your mind wick.
im tired
im tired before
as gently as you can hold on..
this might not go as planned hold on..
i know you feel this strain hold on..
as violent as you can.. hold on..
there are storms beneath the fire.
bodies broke in so many ways
wheres the choir to admire
just hold on..
What am I to desire
where the humble and honest way.
further pressed into desire just hold on
as gentley as you can hold on..
this might not go as planned just hold on
who am i to say hold on?
this could be my last day just hold on..
as gentley as you can
this not go as planned just hold on..
hold on..
might not go as planned hold on..
hold on..
hold on..
there are storms beneath the fire
as gently as you can
wheres the choir to admire?
what i am to desire?
further pressed into desire just hold on...
there are storms beneath the fire
bodies bruise so many ways
further pressed into desire
just hold on
what am i to desire
where are humble and honest way
there are storms beneath the fire just hold on.
here are storms beneath the fire. fire... consume.. for some time.. im tired.. im tired. of closed eyes and fumbling for horizons... im tired im tired..