Lyrics:
the conversations
Promises and situations, yeah
It's all constant, in the air
The Phantom finds you
Cryin' in the streets
Lonely cops pick flowers
On their beats
No power over fins
The cold air bites
A constant fight
The stars no longer shine bright
What lies beneath the clouds?
Though darkness sometimes
Searching
Shaking
Life simulating
Washing
Tracing
Constant sedating
Read the air
Count me out
Marching
Pacing
Shelter displacing
Burning
Taking
carefully cluttered your thoughts lay bare
bits and pieces everywhere
feeling darkness in this well lit room
need some fresh air for my mind to move
Fragmented
Shiny shards
Cutting edge
Shower head
Pacing, more so
Breakdowns
Should be relaxing
6000, thin air
Mosquitoes
Juicy skin
Constant itch
what I wanted was constant air, always there
It's just hard sometimes
I can't explain it
Why won't it make sense to everyone else
'Cause it makes sense
And we'll be home soon
The heaviness of the night fatigue
Weighs down on me at a constant speed
The air outside feels like sixty degrees
She grabs my arm,
Ease the pain away
Baptist by the air
Heart beat sounds constant ha…aaa
Open your window
Don't lose your way
It's a gloomy day
Blooming day
Forsaking
Forsaking
Constant fear fills the air
Death comes closer with every breath I take
No one around that takes care
One decision, everything I
The unpredictability of life, can be a wild race
Uncertainty in the air, a constant mystery
The chaos of complex systems, never ceases to be""
""The order and chaos,
It was a breath of fresh air a potion from heaven
Fifty three minutes past a quarter past seven
Twenty-six moments from the minute I met you
After
of a constant sun
Where the air is too poison to breathe
You're on two packs a day
C'mon live in LA
Huh-huh
Yes you will
You're living in a city where
In the house of misery
Walls covered in filth
A staleness in the air
Constant state of fear
But no one seems to care
Faceless horrors that I see
peaceful will this future be?
See how the trees wither
The only constant noise
In the serene air
The only constant noise, the sound of the flatline
In
Quiet nights unweighted
By a constant hum
Currents heavy from
The air that falls asleep
And hangs its dreams
From the moon
Listen you’ll hear it
You left your sweater on my chair
Your perfume hanging in the air
The only constant in this place
You occupy the empty space
The space left by what
left behind?
Look fine, been gone for weeks
Nobody seems to care
Constant circles, endless time
Dusty air, empty stares
Found nothing to lead me back
inside the growing pond
Some choose to kneel to a sovereign so they can sing their songs
Used to look with distaste, a constant air of disdain
If you don't
yourself to be free
The only commander of the world
Death is your saviour
In the night a constant fight
Death is in the air
Banshees crying through
Here I am, here we are
As it will go on forever
Noise, always noise
Candles burn, lights are low
I haven't a place to go
Life in it's constant
cutting corners is constant
New pairs Nike Airs
Gotta check em if they stepping on toes
True growth is investing in mindset
Disrespect is a bomb threat
The air is free from constant gravity
I wanna be free too
The water’s soothing clarity
And now it woke me
To give attention to you
Like the empty road
eyes
And you find me beautiful and irresistible
A kind of creature that forever seems to grow in size
And you feel a strange attraction
The air is
the bone
Scar tissue stretching miles
Too hurt to fully heal
We're scrambling to stay alive
Poison hangs in the air
A constant symbol of our hate
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