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Song:Demons
Album:Gold Soul ComaGenres:Post-hardcore
Year:2014 Length:157 sec

Lyricist: Ghost Atlas

Lyrics:

I hope that you don't mind
If I settle into the stems of your troubled mind
And watch your soul slowly decline
Someone, somewhere prays that you, make it out alive
Say the word, anytime
Move those fingers, they're yours and mine
I'll contort your limbs with ease
To the rhythm of my disease
For every devil that you shake
Lies another coal within the warmth of your embrace
Never meant to eascape
Someone, somewhere, loved you child
They left you to save your own life
Now demons pull at the teeth of a soul never set free
Say the word, anytime
Move those fingers, they're yours and mine
I'll contort your limbs with ease
To the rhythm of my disease
Say the word, anytime
As I linger in your mind
There's nothing left for me to be
Besides the needles in your feet
Say the word, run in time
Move those fingers, they're yours and mine
I'll contort your limbs with ease
To the rhythm of my disease
Say the word, anytime
As I linger in your mind
There's nothing left for me to be
Besides the needles in your feet




 

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