The Birthday Massacre - Superstition текст песни

Текст песни Superstition - The Birthday Massacre



I walk out to the edge of the lake
Eyes following the water
As it washes my convictions away
He stops me when I'm starting to pray
He says, intuition is awakening suspicion
He says, my tradition is the art of superstition
I wake up in the light of the fire
Eyes burning like the ashes
In submission to the heat of desire
He tells me not to preach to the choir
He says, his condition is a slow decomposition
He says, my religion is the practice of Sedition
(He says)
(He says) Intuition is awakening suspicion
(He says) My tradition is the art of superstition
This condition is a slow decomposition
(He says) My religion is the practice of sedition



Авторы: Rainbow Michael, Cunningham Aaron


The Birthday Massacre - Superstition
Альбом Superstition
дата релиза
14-11-2014




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