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• Artiste: Deathbed Conversion
• Titre: Coffin Tight
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I'm riding alone w/ the slow wind of change Like black doves of luck our lives just rearrange Our lives will cross, our paths collide You'll leave me burning like a building on fire And as i tumble and my remaining embers fall I'll learn to forget and remember nothing at all I'm taking my train of thought Down the highway made of time And if i return, be sure to burn Cause this soul is coffin tight Nothing in life is ever what it seems From your thoughts and opinions To your hopes and your dreams Yeah, the past is ever present in our day to day lives Like a reoccurring nightmare, we reinvent our demise So dispose that hope, this hollow heart Your smiles rope, we're shades apart Sunset smile, concrete eyes Sinking breath, your palms design We were all those colors once Blossoming explosions of peachy grey But now those flowers are dying In those seats made for decay