Coffin Tight Testo

Testo Coffin Tight

I'm riding alone w/ the slow wind of changeLike black doves of luck our lives just rearrange
Our lives will cross, our paths collide
You'll leave me burning like a building on fire
And as i tumble and my remaining embers fall
I'll learn to forget and remember nothing at all
I'm taking my train of thought
Down the highway made of time
And if i return, be sure to burn
Cause this soul is coffin tight
Nothing in life is ever what it seems
From your thoughts and opinions
To your hopes and your dreams
Yeah, the past is ever present in our day to day lives
Like a reoccurring nightmare, we reinvent our demise
So dispose that hope, this hollow heart
Your smiles rope, we're shades apart
Sunset smile, concrete eyes
Sinking breath, your palms design
We were all those colors once
Blossoming explosions of peachy grey
But now those flowers are dying
In those seats made for decay
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