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• Artiste: Circa Survive
• Titre: Premonition Of The Hex
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Suppression makes a weight That strips the life of everything To scared to walk away Down in your heart The image of a life You’re dying just to be there Crying on your knees Be weary of the things you want (the thorn in your paw, you crave) You can't predict what's coming Unlock Your fingers from my hand You never see the things you have (there's always a way, to change) Slice up and not across When you’re trying to make the deepest cut Illusion makes a gape That kills the flow of everything To dumb to walk away Down in your mind You never even tried. You’re dying just to be there. Just crying on your knees You couldn't say her name in a single way You never found the time She didn't make a sound when she hit the ground In the image of her life Be weary of the things you want (the Thorne in your paw, you crave) You can't predict what's coming Unlock Your fingers from my hand You never see the things you have (there's always a way, to change) Slice up and not across When you’re trying to make the deepest cut Be careful of what you desire You can predict what's coming Unlock You fingers from my hand You never give the things you want Slice up and not across when you’re trying To make the deepest cut