Текст и слова песни Sonny Moore – Concentrical
I want to be fit
To take your breath
And exhale a resolution
I want to be fit
To sing along
With a pair of sunset lungs
Where do you walk
Where do I taste the wind behind you
I lose my vail
In hopes that you will stare right trough me
I can hear you crying for that halo
That isn't even yours for you to lose
And you tell me that your bound to your circle
Concentrical
Toss me like a rope
And hopefully you'll have their approval
Inside the imitation that I loath
With the callow hands and the bad knees
All suckers for the taste of illusion
To hold and cradle
I lose my faith
In hopes that you will stare right trough me
I can hear you crying for that halo
That isn't even yours for you to lose
And you tell me that your bound to your circle
Concentrical
To take your breath
And exhale a resolution
I want to be fit
To sing along
With a pair of sunset lungs
Where do you walk
Where do I taste the wind behind you
I lose my vail
In hopes that you will stare right trough me
I can hear you crying for that halo
That isn't even yours for you to lose
And you tell me that your bound to your circle
Concentrical
Toss me like a rope
And hopefully you'll have their approval
Inside the imitation that I loath
With the callow hands and the bad knees
All suckers for the taste of illusion
To hold and cradle
I lose my faith
In hopes that you will stare right trough me
I can hear you crying for that halo
That isn't even yours for you to lose
And you tell me that your bound to your circle
Concentrical
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