Between Branches and a Dying Sun
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โฑ๏ธ 3:54 duration
๐ ID: 17558746
๐ Lyrics
Oh, reflection
Show me who's been breathing down my neck again
Show me beneath 'cause I've been running for as long as I can recall
The earth is breaking beneath me
Short of breath
Find my rope and tie a noose at the end
The black cloud looming overhead eclipses the sun as a monument
The clock keeps ticking forward
But I can't stop looking back
The past is biting at my heels
No chance to turn away
Forced to run
From this chasm, I've taken nothing
With no light to guide me, I venture deeper down into the black
So meet me down below the surface
And walk through the rust and debris
Help me pick up my shattered parts
Where rage is the sharpest piece
Searching for a silver bullet
So I can lay this side of me to rest
But it never sleeps, so I'll never find an end
Is this the only thing I have left in me to give?
Let the sky fall in and rain fire on my skin
I harbour my hatred and I never could admit
I can't let go if I never had a grip
I can't let go if I never had it at all
I, I twist the knife that I drove into this resentful heart of mine
When did my hatred overthrow my sight?
They say the past is dead, why can't I let it die? (Let it die)
Caught up in old branches
But instead of finding comfort in the breeze
I lie still and wait for the sun to open up and swallow me
Because I'm sick to death of trying to break free
Show me who's been breathing down my neck again
Show me beneath 'cause I've been running for as long as I can recall
The earth is breaking beneath me
Short of breath
Find my rope and tie a noose at the end
The black cloud looming overhead eclipses the sun as a monument
The clock keeps ticking forward
But I can't stop looking back
The past is biting at my heels
No chance to turn away
Forced to run
From this chasm, I've taken nothing
With no light to guide me, I venture deeper down into the black
So meet me down below the surface
And walk through the rust and debris
Help me pick up my shattered parts
Where rage is the sharpest piece
Searching for a silver bullet
So I can lay this side of me to rest
But it never sleeps, so I'll never find an end
Is this the only thing I have left in me to give?
Let the sky fall in and rain fire on my skin
I harbour my hatred and I never could admit
I can't let go if I never had a grip
I can't let go if I never had it at all
I, I twist the knife that I drove into this resentful heart of mine
When did my hatred overthrow my sight?
They say the past is dead, why can't I let it die? (Let it die)
Caught up in old branches
But instead of finding comfort in the breeze
I lie still and wait for the sun to open up and swallow me
Because I'm sick to death of trying to break free
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:06.20] Oh, reflection
[00:08.05] Show me who's been breathing down my neck again
[00:11.24] Show me beneath 'cause I've been running for as long as I can recall
[00:15.65] The earth is breaking beneath me
[00:19.37] Short of breath
[00:20.48] Find my rope and tie a noose at the end
[00:23.34] The black cloud looming overhead eclipses the sun as a monument
[00:28.77] The clock keeps ticking forward
[00:31.48] But I can't stop looking back
[00:34.49] The past is biting at my heels
[00:37.43] No chance to turn away
[00:39.63] Forced to run
[00:41.58] From this chasm, I've taken nothing
[00:44.66] With no light to guide me, I venture deeper down into the black
[01:02.32] So meet me down below the surface
[01:05.57] And walk through the rust and debris
[01:08.32] Help me pick up my shattered parts
[01:11.27] Where rage is the sharpest piece
[01:13.51] Searching for a silver bullet
[01:16.18] So I can lay this side of me to rest
[01:20.93] But it never sleeps, so I'll never find an end
[01:37.27] Is this the only thing I have left in me to give?
[01:43.06] Let the sky fall in and rain fire on my skin
[01:48.62] I harbour my hatred and I never could admit
[01:53.49] I can't let go if I never had a grip
[02:02.24] I can't let go if I never had it at all
[02:12.43] I, I twist the knife that I drove into this resentful heart of mine
[02:25.38] When did my hatred overthrow my sight?
[02:30.71]
[02:53.02] They say the past is dead, why can't I let it die? (Let it die)
[02:59.03] Caught up in old branches
[03:01.15] But instead of finding comfort in the breeze
[03:05.03] I lie still and wait for the sun to open up and swallow me
[03:12.09] Because I'm sick to death of trying to break free
[03:17.19]
[00:08.05] Show me who's been breathing down my neck again
[00:11.24] Show me beneath 'cause I've been running for as long as I can recall
[00:15.65] The earth is breaking beneath me
[00:19.37] Short of breath
[00:20.48] Find my rope and tie a noose at the end
[00:23.34] The black cloud looming overhead eclipses the sun as a monument
[00:28.77] The clock keeps ticking forward
[00:31.48] But I can't stop looking back
[00:34.49] The past is biting at my heels
[00:37.43] No chance to turn away
[00:39.63] Forced to run
[00:41.58] From this chasm, I've taken nothing
[00:44.66] With no light to guide me, I venture deeper down into the black
[01:02.32] So meet me down below the surface
[01:05.57] And walk through the rust and debris
[01:08.32] Help me pick up my shattered parts
[01:11.27] Where rage is the sharpest piece
[01:13.51] Searching for a silver bullet
[01:16.18] So I can lay this side of me to rest
[01:20.93] But it never sleeps, so I'll never find an end
[01:37.27] Is this the only thing I have left in me to give?
[01:43.06] Let the sky fall in and rain fire on my skin
[01:48.62] I harbour my hatred and I never could admit
[01:53.49] I can't let go if I never had a grip
[02:02.24] I can't let go if I never had it at all
[02:12.43] I, I twist the knife that I drove into this resentful heart of mine
[02:25.38] When did my hatred overthrow my sight?
[02:30.71]
[02:53.02] They say the past is dead, why can't I let it die? (Let it die)
[02:59.03] Caught up in old branches
[03:01.15] But instead of finding comfort in the breeze
[03:05.03] I lie still and wait for the sun to open up and swallow me
[03:12.09] Because I'm sick to death of trying to break free
[03:17.19]