Ashes to Ashley
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[Mac Lethal]
For every hole I punched in the wall
Every piece of paper crumpled as we suffer in the bloodiest fall
For every pulsating ego blistered
It's a moon writin nosebleeds
I nurse these festering wounds that drop rose seeds
But girl an orchid garden
Now the paints on your portrait hardens
With the face that resorts to jargon
Scribble like a suicide note like I'll stop
I showed the beauty by a profile shot
Freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I pray 'til a hard foot steps on the roof
I swear to God I don't believe in angels
Ask me, Athiest Ashley, where's the wings in this relationship
Passions are past me, cast another spell
Mortified meloncholy madness to Michelle
Suicide Sarah, alliterate your fate
Worship the absence and demonstrate my faith
(Dancing in the mirror on her bathroom door
I saw her dance in the rain of her summertime?)
I saw her dance til the rain put the fire out
Burned at the stake, Joan of Arc
Little anxious saint
I illustrate the gates of Hell until my
Notebook her flesh burns up in the furnace
Ashes to Ashleys, Earn to something Earnest
I slit my wrist and curse with the ink pen
Write a revelation, burn a stack of Bibles
Question my faith, get my churlish ass to smile
Find another subtle piece of confidence to muster
Her ministry echoes in this monolithic structure
Cremate the dying Christmas trees, the winter is full of bitter ashey black blizzards
When the superstition delivered, and it came down the chimney
They found her in the fireplace with me
Ashes to Ashley
It's not going out, it's still half-dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
The fire's only half dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
The fire's only half-dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
I'm feeling like I'm half dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and watch her movement
[Sadistik]
We walked a broken path where the sun was bleak
And we were holding hands on these rusted swings
That I called the Sam? My
Love would sink underseas and we would drown underneath
When you would swim deep to catch my lipspeech
To try to catch drifts to catch what it means
And you found what would grow between us
So I thought about you while I roped the pheonix
And now my spine shivers from the notes that you speak
A perfect pitch, melodies, and emotions you seek
Then I'm composin a dream so you can see that I love you
When I hold your broken dreams til I'm bleedin in puddles
She breaks bones, engraves bones, engraves stones (Text)
Pains quotes of pathos as pain grows (Next)
Rain flows became hopes of rainbows (When)
Angels with halos and saints spoke (Lets)
Dance in this world now we've given enough
I wanna hide you from the company that misery loves
And so I dry blood, refuse strokes, in our love, it drew close
So you could draw attention with the pen that you hold
Reveal your energy your? just get to keep
The radioactive, I could feel your chemistry
When we gazed at sea waves, and freebased off replays, That relay to cliches, to see fate would be grace
I find peace in our dance on night sheets
To bathe the silhouette in our tears the skies weep
Would burn bridges to find warmth from life's storms
Across roads at the point where lives meet
I'll show you memories I hate to reveal
If you'd just feel what I say then I could say what I feel
I finally learned what it takes to confess
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets...
For every hole I punched in the wall
Every piece of paper crumpled as we suffer in the bloodiest fall
For every pulsating ego blistered
It's a moon writin nosebleeds
I nurse these festering wounds that drop rose seeds
But girl an orchid garden
Now the paints on your portrait hardens
With the face that resorts to jargon
Scribble like a suicide note like I'll stop
I showed the beauty by a profile shot
Freeze, don't fret for the truth
Cause I pray 'til a hard foot steps on the roof
I swear to God I don't believe in angels
Ask me, Athiest Ashley, where's the wings in this relationship
Passions are past me, cast another spell
Mortified meloncholy madness to Michelle
Suicide Sarah, alliterate your fate
Worship the absence and demonstrate my faith
(Dancing in the mirror on her bathroom door
I saw her dance in the rain of her summertime?)
I saw her dance til the rain put the fire out
Burned at the stake, Joan of Arc
Little anxious saint
I illustrate the gates of Hell until my
Notebook her flesh burns up in the furnace
Ashes to Ashleys, Earn to something Earnest
I slit my wrist and curse with the ink pen
Write a revelation, burn a stack of Bibles
Question my faith, get my churlish ass to smile
Find another subtle piece of confidence to muster
Her ministry echoes in this monolithic structure
Cremate the dying Christmas trees, the winter is full of bitter ashey black blizzards
When the superstition delivered, and it came down the chimney
They found her in the fireplace with me
Ashes to Ashley
It's not going out, it's still half-dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
The fire's only half dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
The fire's only half-dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
I'm feeling like I'm half dead
How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
Count 'em, try to start a fire
Do it, turn the volume down and watch her movement
[Sadistik]
We walked a broken path where the sun was bleak
And we were holding hands on these rusted swings
That I called the Sam? My
Love would sink underseas and we would drown underneath
When you would swim deep to catch my lipspeech
To try to catch drifts to catch what it means
And you found what would grow between us
So I thought about you while I roped the pheonix
And now my spine shivers from the notes that you speak
A perfect pitch, melodies, and emotions you seek
Then I'm composin a dream so you can see that I love you
When I hold your broken dreams til I'm bleedin in puddles
She breaks bones, engraves bones, engraves stones (Text)
Pains quotes of pathos as pain grows (Next)
Rain flows became hopes of rainbows (When)
Angels with halos and saints spoke (Lets)
Dance in this world now we've given enough
I wanna hide you from the company that misery loves
And so I dry blood, refuse strokes, in our love, it drew close
So you could draw attention with the pen that you hold
Reveal your energy your? just get to keep
The radioactive, I could feel your chemistry
When we gazed at sea waves, and freebased off replays, That relay to cliches, to see fate would be grace
I find peace in our dance on night sheets
To bathe the silhouette in our tears the skies weep
Would burn bridges to find warmth from life's storms
Across roads at the point where lives meet
I'll show you memories I hate to reveal
If you'd just feel what I say then I could say what I feel
I finally learned what it takes to confess
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.14] [Mac Lethal]
[00:59.98] For every hole I punched in the wall
[01:01.45] Every piece of paper crumpled as we suffer in the bloodiest fall
[01:03.69] For every pulsating ego blistered
[01:06.82] It's a moon writin nosebleeds
[01:08.48] I nurse these festering wounds that drop rose seeds
[01:10.83] But girl an orchid garden
[01:12.78] Now the paints on your portrait hardens
[01:14.36] With the face that resorts to jargon
[01:16.13] Scribble like a suicide note like I'll stop
[01:19.38] I showed the beauty by a profile shot
[01:21.57] Freeze, don't fret for the truth
[01:23.55] Cause I pray 'til a hard foot steps on the roof
[01:25.56] I swear to God I don't believe in angels
[01:27.66] Ask me, Athiest Ashley, where's the wings in this relationship
[01:31.55] Passions are past me, cast another spell
[01:33.46] Mortified meloncholy madness to Michelle
[01:35.92] Suicide Sarah, alliterate your fate
[01:38.69] Worship the absence and demonstrate my faith
[01:41.13] (Dancing in the mirror on her bathroom door
[01:43.45] I saw her dance in the rain of her summertime?)
[01:45.94] I saw her dance til the rain put the fire out
[01:48.08] Burned at the stake, Joan of Arc
[01:49.83] Little anxious saint
[01:51.22] I illustrate the gates of Hell until my
[01:53.44] Notebook her flesh burns up in the furnace
[01:56.00] Ashes to Ashleys, Earn to something Earnest
[01:58.48] I slit my wrist and curse with the ink pen
[02:01.27] Write a revelation, burn a stack of Bibles
[02:03.32] Question my faith, get my churlish ass to smile
[02:05.93] Find another subtle piece of confidence to muster
[02:08.52] Her ministry echoes in this monolithic structure
[02:11.32] Cremate the dying Christmas trees, the winter is full of bitter ashey black blizzards
[02:15.79] When the superstition delivered, and it came down the chimney
[02:18.72] They found her in the fireplace with me
[02:20.93] Ashes to Ashley
[02:22.57] It's not going out, it's still half-dead
[02:24.15] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:26.62] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:27.92] Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
[02:31.08] The fire's only half dead
[02:33.59] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:36.60] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:37.93] Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
[02:41.36] The fire's only half-dead
[02:44.46] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:46.99] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:48.92] Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
[02:51.68] I'm feeling like I'm half dead
[02:54.68] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:57.06] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:58.83] Do it, turn the volume down and watch her movement
[03:01.93] [Sadistik]
[03:02.64] We walked a broken path where the sun was bleak
[03:04.17] And we were holding hands on these rusted swings
[03:06.45] That I called the Sam? My
[03:08.19] Love would sink underseas and we would drown underneath
[03:11.08] When you would swim deep to catch my lipspeech
[03:14.13] To try to catch drifts to catch what it means
[03:17.06] And you found what would grow between us
[03:19.40] So I thought about you while I roped the pheonix
[03:22.07] And now my spine shivers from the notes that you speak
[03:24.08] A perfect pitch, melodies, and emotions you seek
[03:26.51] Then I'm composin a dream so you can see that I love you
[03:29.37] When I hold your broken dreams til I'm bleedin in puddles
[03:31.20] She breaks bones, engraves bones, engraves stones (Text)
[03:34.45] Pains quotes of pathos as pain grows (Next)
[03:37.24] Rain flows became hopes of rainbows (When)
[03:39.55] Angels with halos and saints spoke (Lets)
[03:42.37] Dance in this world now we've given enough
[03:44.47] I wanna hide you from the company that misery loves
[03:46.94] And so I dry blood, refuse strokes, in our love, it drew close
[03:50.07] So you could draw attention with the pen that you hold
[03:51.97] Reveal your energy your? just get to keep
[03:54.78] The radioactive, I could feel your chemistry
[03:57.13] When we gazed at sea waves, and freebased off replays, That relay to cliches, to see fate would be grace
[04:02.53] I find peace in our dance on night sheets
[04:04.78] To bathe the silhouette in our tears the skies weep
[04:07.46] Would burn bridges to find warmth from life's storms
[04:10.12] Across roads at the point where lives meet
[04:12.67] I'll show you memories I hate to reveal
[04:14.82] If you'd just feel what I say then I could say what I feel
[04:17.57] I finally learned what it takes to confess
[04:20.20] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:25.57] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:30.13] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:35.56] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:40.56] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:45.62] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:50.49] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets...
[04:53.43]
[00:59.98] For every hole I punched in the wall
[01:01.45] Every piece of paper crumpled as we suffer in the bloodiest fall
[01:03.69] For every pulsating ego blistered
[01:06.82] It's a moon writin nosebleeds
[01:08.48] I nurse these festering wounds that drop rose seeds
[01:10.83] But girl an orchid garden
[01:12.78] Now the paints on your portrait hardens
[01:14.36] With the face that resorts to jargon
[01:16.13] Scribble like a suicide note like I'll stop
[01:19.38] I showed the beauty by a profile shot
[01:21.57] Freeze, don't fret for the truth
[01:23.55] Cause I pray 'til a hard foot steps on the roof
[01:25.56] I swear to God I don't believe in angels
[01:27.66] Ask me, Athiest Ashley, where's the wings in this relationship
[01:31.55] Passions are past me, cast another spell
[01:33.46] Mortified meloncholy madness to Michelle
[01:35.92] Suicide Sarah, alliterate your fate
[01:38.69] Worship the absence and demonstrate my faith
[01:41.13] (Dancing in the mirror on her bathroom door
[01:43.45] I saw her dance in the rain of her summertime?)
[01:45.94] I saw her dance til the rain put the fire out
[01:48.08] Burned at the stake, Joan of Arc
[01:49.83] Little anxious saint
[01:51.22] I illustrate the gates of Hell until my
[01:53.44] Notebook her flesh burns up in the furnace
[01:56.00] Ashes to Ashleys, Earn to something Earnest
[01:58.48] I slit my wrist and curse with the ink pen
[02:01.27] Write a revelation, burn a stack of Bibles
[02:03.32] Question my faith, get my churlish ass to smile
[02:05.93] Find another subtle piece of confidence to muster
[02:08.52] Her ministry echoes in this monolithic structure
[02:11.32] Cremate the dying Christmas trees, the winter is full of bitter ashey black blizzards
[02:15.79] When the superstition delivered, and it came down the chimney
[02:18.72] They found her in the fireplace with me
[02:20.93] Ashes to Ashley
[02:22.57] It's not going out, it's still half-dead
[02:24.15] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:26.62] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:27.92] Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
[02:31.08] The fire's only half dead
[02:33.59] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:36.60] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:37.93] Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
[02:41.36] The fire's only half-dead
[02:44.46] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:46.99] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:48.92] Do it, turn the volume down and write a song to her movement
[02:51.68] I'm feeling like I'm half dead
[02:54.68] How many angels can you fit on a matchhead
[02:57.06] Count 'em, try to start a fire
[02:58.83] Do it, turn the volume down and watch her movement
[03:01.93] [Sadistik]
[03:02.64] We walked a broken path where the sun was bleak
[03:04.17] And we were holding hands on these rusted swings
[03:06.45] That I called the Sam? My
[03:08.19] Love would sink underseas and we would drown underneath
[03:11.08] When you would swim deep to catch my lipspeech
[03:14.13] To try to catch drifts to catch what it means
[03:17.06] And you found what would grow between us
[03:19.40] So I thought about you while I roped the pheonix
[03:22.07] And now my spine shivers from the notes that you speak
[03:24.08] A perfect pitch, melodies, and emotions you seek
[03:26.51] Then I'm composin a dream so you can see that I love you
[03:29.37] When I hold your broken dreams til I'm bleedin in puddles
[03:31.20] She breaks bones, engraves bones, engraves stones (Text)
[03:34.45] Pains quotes of pathos as pain grows (Next)
[03:37.24] Rain flows became hopes of rainbows (When)
[03:39.55] Angels with halos and saints spoke (Lets)
[03:42.37] Dance in this world now we've given enough
[03:44.47] I wanna hide you from the company that misery loves
[03:46.94] And so I dry blood, refuse strokes, in our love, it drew close
[03:50.07] So you could draw attention with the pen that you hold
[03:51.97] Reveal your energy your? just get to keep
[03:54.78] The radioactive, I could feel your chemistry
[03:57.13] When we gazed at sea waves, and freebased off replays, That relay to cliches, to see fate would be grace
[04:02.53] I find peace in our dance on night sheets
[04:04.78] To bathe the silhouette in our tears the skies weep
[04:07.46] Would burn bridges to find warmth from life's storms
[04:10.12] Across roads at the point where lives meet
[04:12.67] I'll show you memories I hate to reveal
[04:14.82] If you'd just feel what I say then I could say what I feel
[04:17.57] I finally learned what it takes to confess
[04:20.20] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:25.57] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:30.13] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:35.56] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:40.56] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:45.62] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets
[04:50.49] I'll take you to a place filled with grace and sunsets...
[04:53.43]