Rites Songtext
von Buffalo Theory MTL
Rites Songtext
Lost, hit the streets
All tones of grey paint the thoughts of today
The deflection of creation
Feeling old soul
Tell me what are you waiting for
Some of the bloodiest days
We′re hanging together
Wherever our reckless days
Can you feel it?
Feels like desperate days
Blood, thunder
Try to free yourself
Rites of the ancients
Believe in nothing beyond
Alone, hit the streets
All tones of grey paint the thoughts of today
The deflection of creation
Feeling old soul
Tell me what are you waiting for
Some of the bloodiest days
We're hanging together
Wherever our reckless days
Can you feel it?
Feels like desperate days
Hanging together
Wherever our reckless days
Blood, thunder
Try to free yourself
Rites of the ancients
Try to free yourself
All tones of grey paint the thoughts of today
The deflection of creation
Feeling old soul
Tell me what are you waiting for
Some of the bloodiest days
We′re hanging together
Wherever our reckless days
Can you feel it?
Feels like desperate days
Blood, thunder
Try to free yourself
Rites of the ancients
Believe in nothing beyond
Alone, hit the streets
All tones of grey paint the thoughts of today
The deflection of creation
Feeling old soul
Tell me what are you waiting for
Some of the bloodiest days
We're hanging together
Wherever our reckless days
Can you feel it?
Feels like desperate days
Hanging together
Wherever our reckless days
Blood, thunder
Try to free yourself
Rites of the ancients
Try to free yourself
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