Grip

Grip के बोल

शैलीEmocore
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मूल बोल

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Wreck rebirth, The broken-bottled dregs unneeded for conviction anymore. Median castaway, The faded green's allure. Played enough At climbing from my concrete island home; Forgotten what those broken legs were for. I'll leave behind the tyranny of signs, Transparent things you hold on to. I know what's mine, A greying field of sky, And in whose grip i lie. Pain no less, Blackout caresses, Encroaching green, Forgotten what my failing eyes had seen Once so excessive, Now so lean.