Flecks
๐ต 991 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:23 duration
๐ ID: 2458433
๐ Lyrics
There's blood been spilt in this hole where you left,
Your veins run dry with emptiness.
This worn out shell has cost you dear,
Whist your bones they ache and shake with fear.
These salt ashes surround my feet,
Whilst bitter hopes make you sit and weep.
In FLECKS you fall and lose your flair,
In flames you fall don't softly care.
In the dark you rest,
And hold your tounge,
Dressed in ivy,
Not too young.
In awe, you thaw,
But not remain,
Your skin clings tight
To your narrow frame.
But in FLECKS.
In FLECKS you rise and fall in fear,
Whilst poison thoughts collect too near,
Your faith restored you lost in vain,
Whist the lonely souls collect in pain.
Your echoes are born in a static air,
And silence suggests you've lost your care.
These blinding lights emit your sight,
Whilst burning hopes bind you tight.
In the dark you rest,
And hold your tounge,
Dressed in ivy,
Not too young.
In awe, you thaw,
But not remain,
Your skin clings tight
To your narrow frame.
But in FLECKS
Your veins run dry with emptiness.
This worn out shell has cost you dear,
Whist your bones they ache and shake with fear.
These salt ashes surround my feet,
Whilst bitter hopes make you sit and weep.
In FLECKS you fall and lose your flair,
In flames you fall don't softly care.
In the dark you rest,
And hold your tounge,
Dressed in ivy,
Not too young.
In awe, you thaw,
But not remain,
Your skin clings tight
To your narrow frame.
But in FLECKS.
In FLECKS you rise and fall in fear,
Whilst poison thoughts collect too near,
Your faith restored you lost in vain,
Whist the lonely souls collect in pain.
Your echoes are born in a static air,
And silence suggests you've lost your care.
These blinding lights emit your sight,
Whilst burning hopes bind you tight.
In the dark you rest,
And hold your tounge,
Dressed in ivy,
Not too young.
In awe, you thaw,
But not remain,
Your skin clings tight
To your narrow frame.
But in FLECKS
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.34] There's blood been spilt in this hole where you left,
[00:26.68] Your veins run dry with emptiness.
[00:35.63] This worn out shell has cost you dear,
[00:44.62] Whist your bones they ache and shake with fear.
[00:53.64] These salt ashes surround my feet,
[01:02.60] Whilst bitter hopes make you sit and weep.
[01:11.68] In FLECKS you fall and lose your flair,
[01:20.67] In flames you fall don't softly care.
[01:29.62] In the dark you rest,
[01:31.43] And hold your tounge,
[01:34.12] Dressed in ivy,
[01:36.81] Not too young.
[01:38.69] In awe, you thaw,
[01:40.41] But not remain,
[01:43.13] Your skin clings tight
[01:45.97] To your narrow frame.
[01:52.25] But in FLECKS.
[02:08.43] In FLECKS you rise and fall in fear,
[02:17.42] Whilst poison thoughts collect too near,
[02:25.58] Your faith restored you lost in vain,
[02:34.59] Whist the lonely souls collect in pain.
[02:44.40] Your echoes are born in a static air,
[02:53.43] And silence suggests you've lost your care.
[03:02.56] These blinding lights emit your sight,
[03:10.66] Whilst burning hopes bind you tight.
[03:20.59] In the dark you rest,
[03:22.32] And hold your tounge,
[03:25.08] Dressed in ivy,
[03:26.88] Not too young.
[03:29.56] In awe, you thaw,
[03:31.33] But not remain,
[03:34.03] Your skin clings tight
[03:35.84] To your narrow frame.
[03:42.17] But in FLECKS
[04:21.75]
[00:26.68] Your veins run dry with emptiness.
[00:35.63] This worn out shell has cost you dear,
[00:44.62] Whist your bones they ache and shake with fear.
[00:53.64] These salt ashes surround my feet,
[01:02.60] Whilst bitter hopes make you sit and weep.
[01:11.68] In FLECKS you fall and lose your flair,
[01:20.67] In flames you fall don't softly care.
[01:29.62] In the dark you rest,
[01:31.43] And hold your tounge,
[01:34.12] Dressed in ivy,
[01:36.81] Not too young.
[01:38.69] In awe, you thaw,
[01:40.41] But not remain,
[01:43.13] Your skin clings tight
[01:45.97] To your narrow frame.
[01:52.25] But in FLECKS.
[02:08.43] In FLECKS you rise and fall in fear,
[02:17.42] Whilst poison thoughts collect too near,
[02:25.58] Your faith restored you lost in vain,
[02:34.59] Whist the lonely souls collect in pain.
[02:44.40] Your echoes are born in a static air,
[02:53.43] And silence suggests you've lost your care.
[03:02.56] These blinding lights emit your sight,
[03:10.66] Whilst burning hopes bind you tight.
[03:20.59] In the dark you rest,
[03:22.32] And hold your tounge,
[03:25.08] Dressed in ivy,
[03:26.88] Not too young.
[03:29.56] In awe, you thaw,
[03:31.33] But not remain,
[03:34.03] Your skin clings tight
[03:35.84] To your narrow frame.
[03:42.17] But in FLECKS
[04:21.75]