Lyrics

The wrong time, the wrong place Lost souls cattle into the showcase The wrong head, the wrong face Shape of the fobs, they don't conjugate Ancient Set in stone! Assemble information from the image Stuck as a NCP and put the body like a roadmap Desire rhymes appeared under sea Ancient Set in stone! Go 'round the corridors There are a flight of stairs There was a schema Transport you elsewhere Set in stone! Out in the tunnel, there are neon glare Sharp almost edge you couldn't forget Down on the abyss in the little flares The color fuse that you inhale Set in stone!
Writer(s): Johnathan Patrick Healey, John Henry Newton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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