Call to Isolation Songtext
von Cold Heaven
Call to Isolation Songtext
Trapped between floors
Dislocated with manic excitement
Foolish enough to think
This is to complicated to complicate any further
Waiting for the next beer
Boys crash and plummet fierce
As spring rivers rush
One strange thing after another
The price of a crown
Promise never to be fulfilled
Spoiled with angels but
Left with holes that′ll never be filled
The mood changes and I'm getting lost in the transition
In conflict with myself
A lonely situation
Stagger up and into wasted motion
Darker shades with each tick of time
No caution
It′s only a day like it's only heat from drunk breath
Move with sorrow and let it travel from and spill over the tips
This is what happens
Living by rules that are old
When the wind is swirling
Blowing cold
The price of a crown
Promise never to be fulfilled
Spoiled with angels but
Left with holes that'll never be filled
The mood changes and I′m getting lost in the transition
In conflict with myself
A lonely situation
And it hurts
Its pain between the layers
No chance of vanishing like smoke or quiet afternoon drives
An old dog slumped on my feet
Let it lie, be kind, and acknowledge it
Dislocated with manic excitement
Foolish enough to think
This is to complicated to complicate any further
Waiting for the next beer
Boys crash and plummet fierce
As spring rivers rush
One strange thing after another
The price of a crown
Promise never to be fulfilled
Spoiled with angels but
Left with holes that′ll never be filled
The mood changes and I'm getting lost in the transition
In conflict with myself
A lonely situation
Stagger up and into wasted motion
Darker shades with each tick of time
No caution
It′s only a day like it's only heat from drunk breath
Move with sorrow and let it travel from and spill over the tips
This is what happens
Living by rules that are old
When the wind is swirling
Blowing cold
The price of a crown
Promise never to be fulfilled
Spoiled with angels but
Left with holes that'll never be filled
The mood changes and I′m getting lost in the transition
In conflict with myself
A lonely situation
And it hurts
Its pain between the layers
No chance of vanishing like smoke or quiet afternoon drives
An old dog slumped on my feet
Let it lie, be kind, and acknowledge it
Writer(s): Mitchell Flanagan, Kyle Hornbeck Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com