Lemur
Shell
trippin' in a world of triplicity
I am alone, I am broken
with a word of three
Chorus:
The heather blows, the winds grow cold
the world is away in a dream
today was a good day
six days from when the darkness made me
my pockets bare
no room to care
there is no womb to tame me
hatred breeds love to hereticity
you are alive, you are yourself
but you are still like he
awkward in your ways of harmony
you are stale, you are stagnant
can you be better then me?
Chorus:
I am sullen in the days of secrecy
I am quiet, I am alone
a victim thorugh susceptibility
From Letras Mania