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Artiste:
My Ruin
Titre:
Vultures
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It's all about the basking in the perfect calm The storm is finally passing - You can't admit you're wrong We all have our silent unspeakable memories That we do not choose to share but with a few Today's inspiration comes from you I feel the discontent - But it's about to end Open up a vein and bleed - This mourning of a friend It's all about the basking - In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing - You can't admit you're wrong Digital girl with an analogue heart Vultures are waiting to tear us apart Times like this I remember when It's easier to forgive an enemy than a friend I feel the disconnect - They'll be no going back The art is obvious - The silence is a stab It's all about the basking - In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing - You can't admit you're wrong Digital girl with an analogue heart Vultures are waiting to tear us apart Times like this I remember when It's easier to forgive an enemy than a friend The line is thin and red Between the love and hate The Sky is far and wide To London from LA Where there's a carcass there's a vulture Picking bones of flesh and minds The devils drawing in the details Where friendships go to die It's all about the basking - In the perfect calm The storm is finally passing - You can't admit you're wrong Digital girl with an analogue heart Vultures are waiting to tear us apart Times like this I remember when It's easier to forgive an enemy than a friend Where there's an artist there's a vulture In the picture is the proof Art of illusion is ironic The art of friendship is the truth Your pretty picture's lie - Your pretty pictures hide Nobody knows the real vulture who lives deep inside of you