letra de woven hands - a sense of purpose
we’ve been pacing in circles
as if the steps could bring us full circle
tracing the sp-ces we took our first steps in
we’ve cleared our homes of mirrors
feeding our vanities
we’re calamities claiming casualties
self-afflicting tragedies
worries so small, confined to our own palms
inner imperfections, unnoted in our reflections
this place becomes our black mark
woven hands, we wander into the dark
lost in the process of finding progress
we are lost
we’ve cleared our homes of mirrors
feeding our vanities
we’re calamities claiming casualties
self-afflicting tragedies
worries so small, confined to our own palms
inner imperfections, unnoted in our reflections
affliction rests on these troubled faces
complacency creates vacancies
our hands never intended to bear these burdens
(inactivity breeding misery, complacency creating vacancies.)
our hands never intended to bear these burdens
(we’ve been pacing in circles
as if the steps could bring us full circle.)
worries so small, confined to our own palms
inner imperfections, never noted in our reflections
affliction rests on these troubled faces
complacency creates vacancies
leaving a vacancy in me
letras aleatórias
- letra de akhi - dree low
- letra de światła - emes milligan
- letra de girls in black - matthew good
- letra de forward - the orphan the poet
- letra de little cup - mirah
- letra de oak st. (interlude) - thomas burgundy
- letra de nefertiti - prok
- letra de guiding star - david knopfler
- letra de nightmare - offset & metro boomin
- letra de el prado - sule b