Taphephobia
๐ต 1894 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:28 duration
๐ ID: 4767992
๐ Lyrics
Walking through this alley unknown
Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
My face scratched from poisonous branches
My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
Emptiness and hopelessness
Emptiness and hopelessness
Emptiness and hopelessness embroidered in my skin
A nebula of frustration spiraling around my head
Oblivious to where I go or where I've been
I can't recall what brought me here
And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
There's no more balance, no more use in the symmetry
It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
Walking through this alley unknown
Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
My face scratched from poisonous branches
My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
Numb to the world
Numb to the world
Numb to the world
On my knees
I can feel
Numb to the world, I can't feel pain or pleasure (Numb to the world)
I'm worthless on my knees, embracing my failure (On my knees)
With my fingertips I can feel the end of the rope (I can feel)
It's soaked in frustration and lack of hope
My limbs are broken, my fever is high, so high
My stolen dreams are melting in the night, in the night
All that is left in this disordered mind
Is rage, rage for the dying light
Yeah, rage, rage for the dying light
Rage
The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
No more use in the symmetry
It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
My face scratched from poisonous branches
My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
Emptiness and hopelessness
Emptiness and hopelessness
Emptiness and hopelessness embroidered in my skin
A nebula of frustration spiraling around my head
Oblivious to where I go or where I've been
I can't recall what brought me here
And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
There's no more balance, no more use in the symmetry
It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
Walking through this alley unknown
Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
My face scratched from poisonous branches
My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
Numb to the world
Numb to the world
Numb to the world
On my knees
I can feel
Numb to the world, I can't feel pain or pleasure (Numb to the world)
I'm worthless on my knees, embracing my failure (On my knees)
With my fingertips I can feel the end of the rope (I can feel)
It's soaked in frustration and lack of hope
My limbs are broken, my fever is high, so high
My stolen dreams are melting in the night, in the night
All that is left in this disordered mind
Is rage, rage for the dying light
Yeah, rage, rage for the dying light
Rage
The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
No more use in the symmetry
It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:23.36] Walking through this alley unknown
[00:29.30] Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
[00:34.89] My face scratched from poisonous branches
[00:40.51] My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
[00:52.79] Emptiness and hopelessness
[00:55.66] Emptiness and hopelessness
[00:58.65] Emptiness and hopelessness embroidered in my skin
[01:01.40] A nebula of frustration spiraling around my head
[01:04.39] Oblivious to where I go or where I've been
[01:07.54] I can't recall what brought me here
[01:10.20] And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
[01:15.87] I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
[01:21.79] I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
[01:27.68] So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
[01:35.29] The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
[01:44.05] It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
[01:47.00] There's no more balance, no more use in the symmetry
[01:52.92] It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
[02:00.30] And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
[02:05.82] I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
[02:11.72] I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
[02:17.60] So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
[02:24.03] Walking through this alley unknown
[02:29.75] Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
[02:35.30] My face scratched from poisonous branches
[02:41.33] My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
[02:50.63] Numb to the world
[03:02.16] Numb to the world
[03:11.22] Numb to the world
[03:19.87] On my knees
[03:25.70] I can feel
[03:34.90] Numb to the world, I can't feel pain or pleasure (Numb to the world)
[03:40.55] I'm worthless on my knees, embracing my failure (On my knees)
[03:46.68] With my fingertips I can feel the end of the rope (I can feel)
[03:52.10] It's soaked in frustration and lack of hope
[03:58.25] My limbs are broken, my fever is high, so high
[04:10.04] My stolen dreams are melting in the night, in the night
[04:22.05] All that is left in this disordered mind
[04:26.95] Is rage, rage for the dying light
[04:32.84] Yeah, rage, rage for the dying light
[04:39.78] Rage
[04:45.34] The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
[04:54.21] It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
[04:58.57] No more use in the symmetry
[05:02.83] It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
[05:09.22]
[00:29.30] Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
[00:34.89] My face scratched from poisonous branches
[00:40.51] My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
[00:52.79] Emptiness and hopelessness
[00:55.66] Emptiness and hopelessness
[00:58.65] Emptiness and hopelessness embroidered in my skin
[01:01.40] A nebula of frustration spiraling around my head
[01:04.39] Oblivious to where I go or where I've been
[01:07.54] I can't recall what brought me here
[01:10.20] And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
[01:15.87] I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
[01:21.79] I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
[01:27.68] So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
[01:35.29] The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
[01:44.05] It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
[01:47.00] There's no more balance, no more use in the symmetry
[01:52.92] It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
[02:00.30] And when the quiet around me is getting real loud
[02:05.82] I wonder, what is the sound of feeling?
[02:11.72] I want to touch the core but there's nothing inside
[02:17.60] So what's the poison that keeps me from leaving?
[02:24.03] Walking through this alley unknown
[02:29.75] Alley of thorns and broken trees, alone
[02:35.30] My face scratched from poisonous branches
[02:41.33] My tired feet dragged me through puddles of leeches
[02:50.63] Numb to the world
[03:02.16] Numb to the world
[03:11.22] Numb to the world
[03:19.87] On my knees
[03:25.70] I can feel
[03:34.90] Numb to the world, I can't feel pain or pleasure (Numb to the world)
[03:40.55] I'm worthless on my knees, embracing my failure (On my knees)
[03:46.68] With my fingertips I can feel the end of the rope (I can feel)
[03:52.10] It's soaked in frustration and lack of hope
[03:58.25] My limbs are broken, my fever is high, so high
[04:10.04] My stolen dreams are melting in the night, in the night
[04:22.05] All that is left in this disordered mind
[04:26.95] Is rage, rage for the dying light
[04:32.84] Yeah, rage, rage for the dying light
[04:39.78] Rage
[04:45.34] The answer is dancing, is dancing on the tip of my tongue
[04:54.21] It penetrates my consciousness like a paralyzing dart
[04:58.57] No more use in the symmetry
[05:02.83] It's cold and humid in this forgotten cemetery
[05:09.22]