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Tides Of Man

Echoes

 

Echoes

(album: Dreamhouse - 2010)


I'm not like you, I can't pretend
My body won't let me get away with it
I'm not your friend
Been trying to make your pieces fit for so long
You can't even sing your own fucking song

Keep your fragile fingernails so clean
As you lick your moldy hands
Suck the life from everything that breathes
And you never had a chance

Focus, focus
You're dying too slow
Just play your role
Flirting with danger in unforgetful times
We live for these moments, we fall in line with fate

Keep your fragile fingernails so clean
As you lick your moldy hands
Suck the life from everything that breathes
And you never had a chance

Focus, focus
You're dying too slow
Just play your role
Focus, focus
You're dying too slow
Just play your role

I'll keep breathing
Just as though your stench doesn't exist
Or your lips I never kissed
Wounds I never licked
I would've died swinging my fists
I'll keep breathing
Just as though your stench doesn't exist
Or your lips I never kissed
Wounds I never licked
I would've died swinging my fists

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