White Sheep
๐ต 951 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:25 duration
๐ ID: 11146375
๐ Lyrics
Words, the shape of a sword
Claim, the absurd
Regards, fake preferred
Scars, remain unheard
Decorate a life, left unlived
With shiny trash, be relived
Remain alive, among the dead
Just a tail, with no head
Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
So hold dear the heart that bleeds for you
Bury yours deep within the cold of the night
Fingers, the shape of a gun
Shoot, words that kill
Warrior, behind the screen
Hide, silent scream
Dedicate your life, to wasting time
Leave behind, broken minds
Feel supreme, a loser's dream
Wake me up, with a silent scream
Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
Claim, the absurd
Regards, fake preferred
Scars, remain unheard
Decorate a life, left unlived
With shiny trash, be relived
Remain alive, among the dead
Just a tail, with no head
Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
So hold dear the heart that bleeds for you
Bury yours deep within the cold of the night
Fingers, the shape of a gun
Shoot, words that kill
Warrior, behind the screen
Hide, silent scream
Dedicate your life, to wasting time
Leave behind, broken minds
Feel supreme, a loser's dream
Wake me up, with a silent scream
Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.05] Words, the shape of a sword
[00:26.05] Claim, the absurd
[00:29.68] Regards, fake preferred
[00:34.02] Scars, remain unheard
[00:37.42] Decorate a life, left unlived
[00:41.83] With shiny trash, be relived
[00:45.68] Remain alive, among the dead
[00:49.83] Just a tail, with no head
[00:53.60] Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
[01:01.82] Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
[01:12.23] See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
[01:20.09] Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
[01:28.57] So hold dear the heart that bleeds for you
[01:46.45] Bury yours deep within the cold of the night
[02:06.89] Fingers, the shape of a gun
[02:11.84] Shoot, words that kill
[02:15.67] Warrior, behind the screen
[02:19.66] Hide, silent scream
[02:23.35] Dedicate your life, to wasting time
[02:27.43] Leave behind, broken minds
[02:31.46] Feel supreme, a loser's dream
[02:35.84] Wake me up, with a silent scream
[02:39.50] Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
[02:47.66] Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
[02:57.97] See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
[03:05.91] Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
[03:14.88]
[00:26.05] Claim, the absurd
[00:29.68] Regards, fake preferred
[00:34.02] Scars, remain unheard
[00:37.42] Decorate a life, left unlived
[00:41.83] With shiny trash, be relived
[00:45.68] Remain alive, among the dead
[00:49.83] Just a tail, with no head
[00:53.60] Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
[01:01.82] Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
[01:12.23] See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
[01:20.09] Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
[01:28.57] So hold dear the heart that bleeds for you
[01:46.45] Bury yours deep within the cold of the night
[02:06.89] Fingers, the shape of a gun
[02:11.84] Shoot, words that kill
[02:15.67] Warrior, behind the screen
[02:19.66] Hide, silent scream
[02:23.35] Dedicate your life, to wasting time
[02:27.43] Leave behind, broken minds
[02:31.46] Feel supreme, a loser's dream
[02:35.84] Wake me up, with a silent scream
[02:39.50] Nice and tidy we crawl, up a giant mountain of discontent
[02:47.66] Maybe the road to hell, is paved with no intention at all
[02:57.97] See past the mountain peak, rise through the suffering
[03:05.91] Fresh air rejuvenates, journey to recovery
[03:14.88]