Тексты песен «Folly»

Excellency, by the time you read this I'll be gone. Long gone. Gone long. No longer adorned in robes, nor the finest of armor. Wayward grows a light exponentially beseeching me. Divergent boundaries suck the ocean...

Nothing is nothing again, you're on your knees and in the rain, you close your eyes but you still see all that you had so you say "What's it to me, I've had this all before, I've had this all before, so what's...

Slave your slumber, it is ruin in miles. Holding her blank like memory. I saddle illusion. (And I burn delusion.) They were always one. Flint is a root, the type of wrath in your smoke. I burn like one pawn...

Aquatic fortitude! Unscathed and witless, below the hopes and fears of robotic fixtures. Proposed to the fluent lovers, hopeless romantics enthralled in semantics. They'll flee the highlands, they'll flee their skin...

Breathe me in like air, innocent. My fingers bleed. I've been writing too much. Preventing these words from searing my battered throat. And I can't even scream so I sketch your face. Each line was a cry. Each...

Needles in the grass? Ok, snakes in the hay. Homogeny is engulfing culture. Strip malls and chains tear down the sanctity of days, supplant ancestry with amenity. Melting pots before thee, this blood will boil...

If you would like a coalition with my in in my eyes, mark me down -say it- this institution demands these words. Knife your worth. We said, "Your vitality is like a throat and in this cold it stains, survives a...

You find this easy to kill her mind when everything you took was irreplaceably mine. You'd still expect her to know what to say? When all the time she spent scared of you. You weren't even there, just in her dreams...

I have a block on my brain and a clock in my mouth and I'm tasting each second. For days I've swallowed the hours. Striking worth into the air with words like arrows that were stuck into my knees; To pin me to the...

I am as old as my tongue. I am much older than my teeth. Been neighbors for years but nevertheless not a word was shared. Just eyes through the blinds. Venetian. Odds. Evens. The flop read 'Good thing you bet...

I am as old as my tongue. I am much older than my teeth. Been neighbors for years but nevertheless not a word was shared. Just eyes through the blinds. Venetian. Odds. Evens. The flop read 'Good thing you bet...

Woe? Blame it on the rain. Whoa! Blame it on the name game. Size-up, suit up self-esteem. Tie-down, dress-down fight in the dog-days. Wolf nights? Introspection and longing are a feverish solitaire. In fact,...

Die my heart, I'm here again. I've been alone again. And without you here, there's just so much to say. The loneliest of times may come when I talk to you but you're not there. There's no way out now, I've got to...

Take my eyes. And you will see what pulled me from my ignorance. Sight. See this. See us. See us. See us. I can only feel this around you and no one else. I have searched for a sympathy. I have searched for a brace...

Taken this for granted. Pawned a laugh for a smile, a hug for a handshake, a note for a goodbye, thank you. Dial the sun, for the time? Dial the sun, forgive a big hand, a little hand. We'll never tell them apart...

In one eye and out the other. The heiress turned historian, reach-out! How did she handle herself Position herself while writing this? Book-signing autobiography. Prize-winning best-seller. Tie her hands to your...

This place, more orange nowadays. The ashen badlands redeem. Your face, through magnified glass, still draws me in. Those big eyes draw me in. Distrophy, stale again. Entropy: care so much for kamikaze copilots who...

Assessing all the goals and the virtues that congealed. Am I the sum of all that I have struggled to fulfill? The hands of time have carried me closer to my intentions; Thwarted the affirmation in all that I find...

I am as old as my tongue. I am much older than my teeth. Been neighbors for years but nevertheless not a word was shared. Just eyes through the blinds. Venetian. Odds. Evens. The flop read 'Good thing you bet...

Hand-fed triumph, spoils. Battles which you cant recall fighting in. This fancies your fit. You've settled down for a long winter's nap; Simply grown tired of cheap thrills, but it's been years upon years of craving...