Souvenirs - Roman Candle текст песни

Текст песни Roman Candle - Souvenirs




I go off like a roman candle
Spitting sparks from a mouth so mean
I say all the things I've kept locked away
Now they're burning past my teeth
At least I can say
Without holes in my soul
Set in my way
I know I can't take what I'm told
I'm surprised my smile stayed this long
I guess I've just gotten good at hiding
The unease that grows within me
Anytime you speak
I want to sleep
But I can't stop the spin
I fight the world
But the world always wins
At least I can say
Without holes in my soul
Set in my way
I know I can't take what I'm told



Авторы: Cary Ryan Barlowe, Billy Montana, Andrew Paul Albert


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