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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will Suit
Songwriter
Gunnar Lindquist
Songwriter
Caleb Bakke
Songwriter
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My green flower curtain
Hides me from
What I've become
The design is a flower
It never grows
It never grows
Do you think this is an excuse to never mature
You're held in the highest regards I hear your voice and turn
Ooh
The Pits been moving
Slipping slowly
I've got your attention now
You can't hear me
You start screaming
You can't even make a sound
I've been clawing at the door
The blood is on the floor
The blood is on the floor
Held in your own captive mind
You're driving a hearse
Do with it
What you will
For better or worse
Ooh
The Pits been moving
Slipping slowly
I've got your attention now
You can't hear me
You start screaming
You can't even make a sound
A body with no soul
Is like a king without his thrown
You used to be
A closer friend to me
A closer friend to me
A closer friend
Clap if you're feeling it I guess
Writer(s): Caleb Bakke
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