Lyrics

Just like the cliffs at seaside I lay my head against the surge of today's world The warm colours you've spread Through my house and my rooms Were deceased soon You'd ask me not to drown deep But I'm feeling just too close to you in fear And we're thinking of life stories The fever keeps surrounding me and you This is for all days to come With no one else to blame Sorry for this mess to rearrange This is for all days to come You hold it in your hands Desolation leads me again and again I'm gonna need some rest now To put some sense into this mess All around me The warm colours you've spread Through my house and my rooms Were deceased soon You'd ask me not to drown deep But I'm feeling just too close to you in fear This is for all days to come With no one else to blame Sorry for this mess to rearrange This is for all days to come You hold it in your hands Desolation leads me again and again And again and again For days to come For days to come A believer in hollowness and fever I can't see her I can't feel her Always find a place to hide I can't hear her All days in fever Always find a place to hide
Writer(s): Finn Felix Thomas, Finn Jonas Schwieters, Jonathan Carol Wischniowski, Luca Alexander Goettner, Frederik Rabe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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