Perish Songtext
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Perish Songtext
I′ve got a heart full of pale chords
Whilst you have Empty threats
At the bottom of a glass
All I see is darkness
And in between
A feeling I can't forget
A coldness that′s creeping in
Why should we live in and out of consciousness?
Where black and white
Is red and green
I'd rather know if you're smiling through your crooked teeth
Than throw me in the deep end
Expecting me to swim
Perish!
At the hands of another
Are you a heretic
A saint or a martyr
Even though these currents pull us under
I know we′ll swim to the surface once again
Keep fighting the good fight
Until you′re satisfied
Underneath a dying sun, look after number one
All I see is death and in between
Paradise or pain
I'd rather know if I′m marching towards a damaged phase
Nothing but stuck into place
A fucking early grave
MY CAGE, MY CELL, MY PERSONAL HELL!
Even though these currents pull me under
I know we'll swim to the surface once again
Keep fighting the good fight
Until you′re satisfied
Underneath the dying sun, look after number one
My screws are shaking loose
In love with my own depression
I've seen the seven faces of hell
It′s the only thing that's consistent
Push the button and reset
Were finally deserving what we get
Sew open wounds up to cut the circulation
Perish!
At the hands of another
Are you a heretic a saint or a martyr
Whilst you have Empty threats
At the bottom of a glass
All I see is darkness
And in between
A feeling I can't forget
A coldness that′s creeping in
Why should we live in and out of consciousness?
Where black and white
Is red and green
I'd rather know if you're smiling through your crooked teeth
Than throw me in the deep end
Expecting me to swim
Perish!
At the hands of another
Are you a heretic
A saint or a martyr
Even though these currents pull us under
I know we′ll swim to the surface once again
Keep fighting the good fight
Until you′re satisfied
Underneath a dying sun, look after number one
All I see is death and in between
Paradise or pain
I'd rather know if I′m marching towards a damaged phase
Nothing but stuck into place
A fucking early grave
MY CAGE, MY CELL, MY PERSONAL HELL!
Even though these currents pull me under
I know we'll swim to the surface once again
Keep fighting the good fight
Until you′re satisfied
Underneath the dying sun, look after number one
My screws are shaking loose
In love with my own depression
I've seen the seven faces of hell
It′s the only thing that's consistent
Push the button and reset
Were finally deserving what we get
Sew open wounds up to cut the circulation
Perish!
At the hands of another
Are you a heretic a saint or a martyr
Writer(s): Ell Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
