Wavelength Songtext
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Wavelength Songtext
I′m reaching for the heavens
But my feet are pointing straight to hell
Chained to my isolation
Crawling back into my shell
As the world spins
I've become divided
No doubt in my mind
I′m growing silent
My mind always jumps to the darkest places
I've got to rise above
I know I must escape this
Where's a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups in the hell that their raising
Call me ill
Call me crazy
Soon enough we′ll be pushing up daisies
I′ve felt the same disconnection
From my ties
Got no direction
I've been lost since my conception
I gotta rise above
No exceptions
No exceptions
Where′s a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups in the hell that their raising
Call me ill
Call me crazy
Soon enough we'll be pushing up daisies
As the world spins
I′ve become divided
No doubt in my mind
I'm growing fucking silent
I′m reaching for the heavens
But my feet are pointing straight to hell
Chained to my isolation
Where's a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups in the hell that their raising
Where's a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups
But my feet are pointing straight to hell
Chained to my isolation
Crawling back into my shell
As the world spins
I've become divided
No doubt in my mind
I′m growing silent
My mind always jumps to the darkest places
I've got to rise above
I know I must escape this
Where's a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups in the hell that their raising
Call me ill
Call me crazy
Soon enough we′ll be pushing up daisies
I′ve felt the same disconnection
From my ties
Got no direction
I've been lost since my conception
I gotta rise above
No exceptions
No exceptions
Where′s a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups in the hell that their raising
Call me ill
Call me crazy
Soon enough we'll be pushing up daisies
As the world spins
I′ve become divided
No doubt in my mind
I'm growing fucking silent
I′m reaching for the heavens
But my feet are pointing straight to hell
Chained to my isolation
Where's a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups in the hell that their raising
Where's a place for all the wicked strangers
And all the fuck ups
Writer(s): Akira Asahina, Josh Manitta, Liam Ryan, Nathan Garland, Pat Shanahan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

