Decomposure Songtext
von Firmament
Decomposure Songtext
Brace for the coming apart
Harden my art
Bite the bullet
Push your plans to the wayside
I think inside you already know
You know
Hindsight provides a pace
But that′s no remedy
Go on, Deny
Your own worst enemy
Blacked out on the hotel room floor
You're not really who I thought you were
You′re all decomposure
Your cluelessness
Antagonist
Errant entente feels boxed in, well
Are you looking within?
Are you feeling frustration?
Did it steal your zeal?
Your vice is feels
Hindsight provides a pace
But that's no remedy
Go on, Deny
Your own worst enemy
Blacked out on the hotel room floor
You're not really who I thought you were
You′re all decomposure
Every day in every way
Better and better
In every day, in every way you say?
Oh, get a grip man
God left in the wasteland
Better to love, then lose
Pacify your stoned mind
Nobody gets abused
Hindsight provides a pace
But that′s no remedy
Go on, Deny
Your own worst enemy
Blacked out on the hotel room floor
You're not really who I thought you were
You′re all decomposure
Feasting like a goddamn vulture
I know you're not worth fighting for
You lost your composure
Harden my art
Bite the bullet
Push your plans to the wayside
I think inside you already know
You know
Hindsight provides a pace
But that′s no remedy
Go on, Deny
Your own worst enemy
Blacked out on the hotel room floor
You're not really who I thought you were
You′re all decomposure
Your cluelessness
Antagonist
Errant entente feels boxed in, well
Are you looking within?
Are you feeling frustration?
Did it steal your zeal?
Your vice is feels
Hindsight provides a pace
But that's no remedy
Go on, Deny
Your own worst enemy
Blacked out on the hotel room floor
You're not really who I thought you were
You′re all decomposure
Every day in every way
Better and better
In every day, in every way you say?
Oh, get a grip man
God left in the wasteland
Better to love, then lose
Pacify your stoned mind
Nobody gets abused
Hindsight provides a pace
But that′s no remedy
Go on, Deny
Your own worst enemy
Blacked out on the hotel room floor
You're not really who I thought you were
You′re all decomposure
Feasting like a goddamn vulture
I know you're not worth fighting for
You lost your composure
Writer(s): Brandon Carbenia, Eric Carbenia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
