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letra de as above so below - brasma

[verse 1]
three of us
filling chairs
this house has everything we need
it’s always been how it should be
and my favorite game’s make-believe
happy face
be afraid
you’ll never know what is in store
if you’ve got the wanting to explore
steer your sights from the closed doors
[pre-chorus]
don’t look past your friends
’cause the room it never ends
stay ready to learn
for a twist there’s a turn
you’ll be safely living
that cold unforgiving h-ll

[chorus]
hush little things
now you don’t say a word
just know that day’s end you will always return
you’ll be back to the spot where it hurts whеn you think
scrubbing blood of the plates stacked in thе kitchen sink
if you dared to look up, then your stitches would pop
and the things that are in would come out (oh no!)
but turn on the lights you won’t be the same guy
and the stairs will call out so you know
as above so below

[verse 2]
something’s off, it’s gone wrong
it’s like a switch that won’t flip on
green eyes stare back from the beyond
waiting and waiting for you
endless days, on repeat
a prison’s not always a dark place
with gray closed-in walls and big, loud chains
they can hide in the place of a home
[pre-chorus]
don’t look past your friends
’cause the room it never ends
stay ready to learn
for a twist there’s a turn
you’ll be safely living
that cold unforgiving h-ll

[chorus]
hush little things
now you don’t say a word
just know that day’s end you will always return
you’ll be back to the spot where it hurts when you think
scrubbing blood of the plates stacked in the kitchen sink
if you dared to look up then your stitches would pop
and the things that are in would come out (oh no!)
but turn on the lights you won’t be the same guy
and the stairs will call out so you know
as above so below

[post-chorus]
is where you know you belong
you will live for your lessons
dark lightened by song
destined to descend, the wood creaks in your wake
if you bring one thing back it should be what’s at stake
[outro]
hush little things, now you don’t say a word
just know at day’s end you will always return
hush little things, now you don’t say a word
just know at day’s end you will always return

- brasma

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