Oh Edgar, how we would of had shitloads to talk about.
(Source: datshiit-cray, via theheartisdeceitful)
Hold me down and wear me out
store it away, make me doubt
Tinderbox under my skin,
circles round and flutters out
This is important
why you playing till we caress
now I’m hurt, I’m giving up.
I know this isn’t love
I know that this isn’t love…
Shadow love it’s a curse,
it’s a bird lifting us up.
through my head its a map,
there may not be an answer for that
Affection is important,
why spread yourself around now?
Prefer it for myself,
so sad when heaven falls down
I know this isn’t love…
I know that this isn’t love…
Sad enough by the time,
you surround the fragile part off us.
In the dark you were mine,
until doubt knocked that door of trust.
This love isn’t real
this feeling isn’t us
This love isn’t real
this really isn’t us
Doors will open, doors will close,
fires will burn inside the snow,
warmth will be my overcoat,
I will rise, i will rise, i will rise people of smoke.
They will come, they will go,
time will take me from its growth,
as my mind redesigns, all the finds that I’m fine alone,
They will rise, they will rise, they will rise people of smoke.
I have never been a soul,
to give up where i want to go,
i will float black feathers on, the back of my,
deliverance of my body, or live a lie?
blood will travel from the heart
distance plays the final part,
it will be reclaimed by, it will be reclaimed by love,
the earth will wrap around me
be my bodyguard.
Doors will open, doors will close,
They will come and they will go,
I have never been a soul, I have never been a soul,
to give up where i want to go,
where i wanna go, i wanna let you know,
I will float black feathers on, I will float black feathers on,
the back of my deliverance,
I will be reclaimed by love,
I will return to the sky
the earth will be my bodyguard.