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letra de coma - aviations

[intro]
years lost
idle in my

[verse 1]
blistered hands
my intent was good
a common thread lies misunderstood
(no way out)
(these walls surround)
not active above
in a trance that i’ve
that i’ve come, to love
in moments missed

[verse 2]
hope this lands
the rules i’ve made
over years to find
what’s behind
is it wrong to hide away (hide away)
then break down?
you’re running out of doors to try
(woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh)
not bold enough to take what’s mine
while idle hands rip further through time
(away) as it flows out of reach
fighting to stop
[verse 3]
(fidgeting)
a hunger that keeps me always moving
(vigilant)
when everything’s primal, primal
no longer a pureblooded heart and
i can’t find the b-tton to restart
distractions are grinding away at life
inherently rotting unpracticed minds

[verse 4]
let’s lie till we die the victim
prove you have the taste
the taste for mania
captive in design
with no way out
trying to find forgiveness
dying to live this moment
old and without ego
(hold your) but i’m out of breath now
(breath now) when i’m not even sure
all the debris, tragically we fall
leave all that you’ve found
discarded, i didn’t have a choice

[verse 5]
in lines we fail
hollow and frail
cold and frozen
no longer a pureblooded heart and
i can’t find the b-tton to restart
to play till the end or fade away
trying to find forgiveness
dying to live this moment
old and without ego
trying to find forgiveness
dying to leave these
old and broken ways we used up
[bridge]
never-ending twists that misguide me
i’ll lead you to guess
we failed to deliver
what’s done is done, we move
(move on)
(move on)
(move on)
(move on)
(move on)
(move on)
(move on)
(move on)
years lost
idle in my mind
(as it flows)
out of reach
in a trance that i’ve
(come to love, only to find)
moving on without you

[verse 6]
(ahhh)
what’s it worth to stop
than to let it flow?
holding onto choices made
maybe we’ll die here
either way
[verse 7]
blistered hands
this fool i’ve made
over years to find on my own
what’s it worth to hide away
(woah oh woah-oh-oh-oh-oh)
hanging onto choices made
knowing you could make all this stop
trying to find forgiveness
one last time
(woah-oh-woah-oh-woah-oh-oh)
(woah-oh-oh-oh)
(woah-oh-woah-oh-woah-oh-oh)
(woah-oh-oh)

[verse 8]
sweating through (the night)
reliving the day
not bold enough to take what’s mine
while idle hands rip further through
in this trance i love

[outro]
years lost
idle in the flow again

- aviations

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