Texty

I'm fixing faith The damage's done Endless visions from my own isolation Till it appeared A deepest commotion A deepest meaning A deepest salvation Into a head Into a heart A sick silence waits I dive Into a brain Into the dark A sick silence waits Your tears, your eyes A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence Faith gets dirty till no one could observe Slowly dying strengths lost their own lust Fiction is real and once again it hurts Have i found it? My own isolation A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence waits A sick silence And the silence Beauty i can't see Meaningless words they won't crush here anymore
Writer(s): Paul Alexis Elliott Dussaux, Clement Philippe Francois Caillierez, Martin Bejuy, Arthur Stan-jules Dussaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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