Sound in Colour

Testo di Sound in Colour

GenereGotico
Durata3:21
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I don't need a place to sleep in. Find me hanging from your ceiling. Hook me up when I need feeding Mouth tastes like my brain is bleeding. I saw sound in colour. You were terrifying. Seething, breathing fire. Your forked tongue was lying. On the table bread is breathing. In the bushes creatures breeding. On the floor where I am kneeling Watching all the layers peeling. I saw sound in colour. You were terrifying. Seething, breathing fire. Your forked tongue was lying. Get through to the dawn, That's when I'll be leaving. Get through to the dawn, That's when I'll be leaving. I have to make it through, I'm looking for some detachment, And when the cycle breaks I will never fall I will never crawl again. I saw sound in colour. You were terrifying. Seething, breathing fire. Your forked tongue was lying.