Paroles de Neon Gray
That old blinding lightThreatens the frame
Let it in or not
It'll test and measure a threshold the same
Oh
Stare up at it ’til all goes dark
It won't let out, but it will find out when you do
Golden and angled nice for digging at nothing without romance
It's just mist, but not from this distance
It’ll work until it won't, I guess
Grief has its iron hold on you
In wait for hallelujahs in arms from you
Grief has its iron hold on you
It won't let out, but it will find out when you do
Golden and angled nice for digging at nothing without romance
It's just mist, but not from this distance
It’ll work until it won't, I guess
Grief has its iron hold on you
In wait for hallelujahs in arms from you
Grief has its iron hold on you
