The Descent
๐ต 481 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:28 duration
๐ ID: 11185211
๐ Lyrics
Right across lives a man
All pale white in worn out suits
Crooked spine a haunted face
Since the fall there's no sleep
A slow decay of what used to be
Worth remembering worth to save
When comes the time to give in
To give up to hold your breath
In his dreams of late
There were no solid ground
A thousand waves in black and blue
A hundred storms all came and went
He was just all about
To write it down and to keep track
When lightning struck such irony
So hit me, so hit me again
All pale white in worn out suits
Crooked spine a haunted face
Since the fall there's no sleep
A slow decay of what used to be
Worth remembering worth to save
When comes the time to give in
To give up to hold your breath
In his dreams of late
There were no solid ground
A thousand waves in black and blue
A hundred storms all came and went
He was just all about
To write it down and to keep track
When lightning struck such irony
So hit me, so hit me again
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:37.17] Right across lives a man
[00:44.59] All pale white in worn out suits
[00:52.04] Crooked spine a haunted face
[00:59.53] Since the fall there's no sleep
[01:06.86] A slow decay of what used to be
[01:14.42] Worth remembering worth to save
[01:21.76] When comes the time to give in
[01:29.06] To give up to hold your breath
[01:51.94] In his dreams of late
[01:59.37] There were no solid ground
[02:06.62] A thousand waves in black and blue
[02:13.95] A hundred storms all came and went
[02:21.55] He was just all about
[02:28.86] To write it down and to keep track
[02:36.26] When lightning struck such irony
[02:43.49] So hit me, so hit me again
[05:16.74]
[00:44.59] All pale white in worn out suits
[00:52.04] Crooked spine a haunted face
[00:59.53] Since the fall there's no sleep
[01:06.86] A slow decay of what used to be
[01:14.42] Worth remembering worth to save
[01:21.76] When comes the time to give in
[01:29.06] To give up to hold your breath
[01:51.94] In his dreams of late
[01:59.37] There were no solid ground
[02:06.62] A thousand waves in black and blue
[02:13.95] A hundred storms all came and went
[02:21.55] He was just all about
[02:28.86] To write it down and to keep track
[02:36.26] When lightning struck such irony
[02:43.49] So hit me, so hit me again
[05:16.74]