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  • Текст песни SycAmour - Composure

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    All I ever wanted was your honesty

    You're being lied to
    The ones that claim your heart
    Are constricting the life from your mind
    You can't face it
    So you maintain the blind
    Sedated, sedated, sedated
    Do you really want to give it all up?
    For a sweet scent debasement
    Do you really want to give it all up?
    You're placing lives at stake, can't let you walk away
    If I can't make you stop, I'll have to take you out

    Can I get a little tighter grip on my hands, God?
    Composure fit for a man:
    If I never see her again?
    (If I never see her again?)
    I will sleep all alone
    Until she comes home
    Or let go

    Let go

    I see the passion slowly leaving from your eyes
    I'm trying to save you
    I tried to save you
    But there was nothing to hold onto
    You were sinking
    I had to leave it
    The void was screaming for your blood
    Give me some perspective
    I'm made of flesh and bone
    I am not your god
    Don't be so pretentious
    You're placing lives at stake, can't let you walk away
    If I can't make you stop, I'll have to take you out

    Can I get a little tighter grip on my hands, God?
    Composure fit for a man:
    If I never see her again?
    (If I never see her again?)
    I will sleep all alone
    Until she comes home
    Or let go

    I know, I know we all fear the hounds
    But what's life worth when it's lived underground?
    We can save some be we cannot save them all
    Sacrifices must be made
    There's no peace without exchange
    Legs buckle under burdened backs
    But what of free hearts and minds?
    Staked, placed inside my hand:
    Contrived

    (Trenton Woodley):
    These snakes I see seething
    Bring promise redeemed for your soul:
    Cheap clothes with loose seams and holes
    Steady your breathing, remember your role
    My whole world, I don't want to have to end you
    Stay the course at hand
    You promised we'd be to the end
    I can't let you take this chance

    All I ever wanted was your honesty

    Can I get a little tighter grip on my hands, God?
    Composure fit for a man:
    If I neversee her again?
    (If I never see her again?)
    I will sleep all alone
    Until she comes home
    Or let go

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