Текст песни Come Back - Deafheaven
Scrawled
into
the
pavement,
again
and
again
Written
on
the
red
stalls
in
smokey
tin
On
the
smokey
tin,
it
melts
again
and
again
On
the
booths
of
the
round
table,
again
and
again
Drug
onto
the
street
and
onto
the
soaking
steps,
again
and
again
Endless
debris
sifting
through
static
lungs,
lingering
into
every
pore
Laced
with
a
bitter
face
near
the
dawning
of
the
high
and
madness
of
the
undertow
We
audience
who
saved
our
roses
We
audience
who
scoffed
at
the
tears
Ugliness
stretching
toward
the
chandelier
Pale
with
pain
I
imagined
the
overcome
and
fell
to
my
knees
before
the
endless
truth
of
instability
and
futility.
Now
I
know.
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