Fortified
๐ต 503 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:31 duration
๐ ID: 3235131
๐ Lyrics
Trying to see, vision unclear
Distortions persist, we bend and we veer
Different destination than what was first planned
Depleted, but hungry, I forge with my hands
With my hands
Yeah
Yeah, it presses up, pulling me down
The rope retains tightly bound
Self-inflicted fear of the unknown
Shackles gripping tight, pulled off from the throne
From the throne
Hiding from who?
The glare of the world?
Is it a glare or a gaze to behold?
Don't fucking cower
Stand your ground
Stare right back and be proud
Distortions persist, we bend and we veer
Different destination than what was first planned
Depleted, but hungry, I forge with my hands
With my hands
Yeah
Yeah, it presses up, pulling me down
The rope retains tightly bound
Self-inflicted fear of the unknown
Shackles gripping tight, pulled off from the throne
From the throne
Hiding from who?
The glare of the world?
Is it a glare or a gaze to behold?
Don't fucking cower
Stand your ground
Stare right back and be proud
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.19] Trying to see, vision unclear
[00:04.13] Distortions persist, we bend and we veer
[00:07.47] Different destination than what was first planned
[00:10.75] Depleted, but hungry, I forge with my hands
[00:15.95]
[00:20.20] With my hands
[00:22.03]
[00:30.13] Yeah
[00:35.36] Yeah, it presses up, pulling me down
[00:40.68] The rope retains tightly bound
[00:45.86] Self-inflicted fear of the unknown
[00:51.06] Shackles gripping tight, pulled off from the throne
[00:56.31] From the throne
[01:06.37] Hiding from who?
[01:08.23] The glare of the world?
[01:10.10] Is it a glare or a gaze to behold?
[01:15.07]
[01:21.67] Don't fucking cower
[01:23.75] Stand your ground
[01:25.53] Stare right back and be proud
[01:29.61]
[00:04.13] Distortions persist, we bend and we veer
[00:07.47] Different destination than what was first planned
[00:10.75] Depleted, but hungry, I forge with my hands
[00:15.95]
[00:20.20] With my hands
[00:22.03]
[00:30.13] Yeah
[00:35.36] Yeah, it presses up, pulling me down
[00:40.68] The rope retains tightly bound
[00:45.86] Self-inflicted fear of the unknown
[00:51.06] Shackles gripping tight, pulled off from the throne
[00:56.31] From the throne
[01:06.37] Hiding from who?
[01:08.23] The glare of the world?
[01:10.10] Is it a glare or a gaze to behold?
[01:15.07]
[01:21.67] Don't fucking cower
[01:23.75] Stand your ground
[01:25.53] Stare right back and be proud
[01:29.61]