- No More Left Like It's Death 歌词 John Glacier
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- John Glacier No More Left Like It's Death 歌词
- John Glacier
- (This some +4 shit, man)
(Hello, my name's Vegyn)
Pick me, all the flowers
In the garden, bitter sour
Beg my pardon, wither wheat
I've been waiting here for hours
Getting late but will we meet?
Leave me standing like the towers
Take me out in Summer showers
Getting faded by the creek
Late but will we meet?
No flow, yah
I'll find the flow
Woke up on the wrong side
Tunnel vision but I'm short eye
Tunnel vision with the short sight
Television starring me
Stepped out of the box
And I'm going for the leap
Know I feel it but I'm locked
And I'm trying not to weep
Stepped out to the streets
Anxiety, what's defeat?
So, I'm sticking to my guns
Walking round on my ones
People think I say the least
I just ink it on my sheets
And I'm trying not to weep
Fake smiles, think I'm out
No more left like it’s death
Think I found my inner child
Only focused for a while (Hey)
Tunnel vision, short eye (Hey, no, don't)
Meet me
Pick me all the flowers
In the garden bitter sour
Beg my pardon, wither wheat
I've been waiting here for hours
Getting late but will we meet?
Leave me standing like the towers
Never know
Wither wheat, dry cry
Sky high runaway
Racking up air-miles
Heading straight to Mobay
Fed up feeling displaced
Getting out of this place
Wither wheat, dry cry
Sky high runaway
(Let's see if that makes sense, hopefully)
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