Hirudineans Songtext
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Hirudineans Songtext
You take this world and break it down
You draw your theories of what will surely be
No matter from where or what you came
You hide your thoughts behind a veil
And your monsters beneath your bed
What wouldn′t have taken my place?
It might take you all night
It might take your whole life
To find the pieces of what you were
And what you will never be
It might break your plastic plan
I'm sure you′ll make another one
That pits you up against
A current that possesses no mercy
If I took this world and broke it down
I'd be left with shards in bloody hands
From a force I have no need to command
Blood that's abounding and flowing out
And searching for a hirudinean
What wouldn′t have taken your place?
It might take me all night
It might take my whole life
To find the pieces of what I was and what I will never be
It may change my changing plans
It might bring me right back around again
To where the tunnel ends
And in the puddle waits a hirudinean
It might take us all night
It might take our whole lives
To find the pieces of what we were and what we will never be
Could it be that two parasites
Could dine off each other to survive
And leave a single cell
Exactly where two lives occupied in peace?
You draw your theories of what will surely be
No matter from where or what you came
You hide your thoughts behind a veil
And your monsters beneath your bed
What wouldn′t have taken my place?
It might take you all night
It might take your whole life
To find the pieces of what you were
And what you will never be
It might break your plastic plan
I'm sure you′ll make another one
That pits you up against
A current that possesses no mercy
If I took this world and broke it down
I'd be left with shards in bloody hands
From a force I have no need to command
Blood that's abounding and flowing out
And searching for a hirudinean
What wouldn′t have taken your place?
It might take me all night
It might take my whole life
To find the pieces of what I was and what I will never be
It may change my changing plans
It might bring me right back around again
To where the tunnel ends
And in the puddle waits a hirudinean
It might take us all night
It might take our whole lives
To find the pieces of what we were and what we will never be
Could it be that two parasites
Could dine off each other to survive
And leave a single cell
Exactly where two lives occupied in peace?
Writer(s): Christopher Harris Vincent Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

