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NIGHTWITCHES

 

NIGHTWITCHES

(album: BAD GRAVITY - 2022)


It's darker in the sky than on the ground
She gave the switch a flip without a sound
The trophy case was closer than I thought
You don't know who you're selling to

It's not fair to compare the value
And treat your peers like they feed underneath you

I feel swell
I've been Hell
I'm dancing on tombstones
Laughing

Our plane is going down
The air is cold as we release it to the town
Death for breakfast in negative space
Our nights were not a waste

But I feel so alone
All of my negatives get overgrown
Expectation; My old friend
Deceives me once again
Still compare myself
Gotta feel better than someone else
Let it break me down
I didn't look around

And I'll hold it against myself
Exploitation of our wealth
I've gotta confess the truth
It's only a matter of time
The torch is burning out
I want to learn to love myself

Go and tell your friends
That we went and died again
We tried our best
The competition never ends
I want to be a part of it
This is our statement
What you see is what you get
I never give the best of it

Yeah, like I know what progress is
Like you know yourself too
When you reach a conclusion
It will all still matter

I'm missing
My instincts have fallen from the ceiling
I'm getting off the ground
And finding my way back into town

Our plane is going down
The air is cold as we release it to the town
Death for breakfast in negative space
Our life is not a waste

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