Alexandria Burning
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โฑ๏ธ 4:21 duration
๐ ID: 5153397
๐ Lyrics
I used to think that memories were like pollen
I would breathe them in
And they would stick to the walls of my nose
And congest my amygdala with visions of everything
But oh, it's not so simple, is it?
When the fog comes rolling in, please know
I didn't desert you
I saved you from seeing the pain of the blinded
Can you hear the cries of the blinded?
Alexandria burning
This is genocide
You have taken our yearning, countrymen
And set forth a pyre of innocent lives
Do you feel the Earth turning?
What have you done? Oh, God, oh, sin
Fetishising the fruits of our knowledge
And leaving us with the ashes to begin again
I'm so young and there's so little I know
Harmonising models of cherry soda
Clicking in rhythm with circadian footfalls
Cycling through an endless pattern of who I could be
If I just stopped falling
Spring comes to where I am
And I know I'm not getting anywhere
Droplets of moisture begging for rebirth
Let this be a sign unto you, oh you, oh you, oh you
Alexandria burning
This amicicide
You have met your potential, countrymen
In cowardly panic, and cast them aside
Did you find what you're missing?
Does that matchbook know your sins?
Expediting your self-inflicted punishments
And leaving you with the ashes to begin again
In my dreams they will wait for me
They will let me bask like a lizard on a rock in bed
And I will walk through the fire, hand in hand
With the kid who used to aboard pockets of lichen crystals
In hopes that one day, in the reflection of one of the fractals
He would find a future for himself
And it will be beautiful
It will be so fucking beautiful
I would breathe them in
And they would stick to the walls of my nose
And congest my amygdala with visions of everything
But oh, it's not so simple, is it?
When the fog comes rolling in, please know
I didn't desert you
I saved you from seeing the pain of the blinded
Can you hear the cries of the blinded?
Alexandria burning
This is genocide
You have taken our yearning, countrymen
And set forth a pyre of innocent lives
Do you feel the Earth turning?
What have you done? Oh, God, oh, sin
Fetishising the fruits of our knowledge
And leaving us with the ashes to begin again
I'm so young and there's so little I know
Harmonising models of cherry soda
Clicking in rhythm with circadian footfalls
Cycling through an endless pattern of who I could be
If I just stopped falling
Spring comes to where I am
And I know I'm not getting anywhere
Droplets of moisture begging for rebirth
Let this be a sign unto you, oh you, oh you, oh you
Alexandria burning
This amicicide
You have met your potential, countrymen
In cowardly panic, and cast them aside
Did you find what you're missing?
Does that matchbook know your sins?
Expediting your self-inflicted punishments
And leaving you with the ashes to begin again
In my dreams they will wait for me
They will let me bask like a lizard on a rock in bed
And I will walk through the fire, hand in hand
With the kid who used to aboard pockets of lichen crystals
In hopes that one day, in the reflection of one of the fractals
He would find a future for himself
And it will be beautiful
It will be so fucking beautiful
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.62] I used to think that memories were like pollen
[00:07.88] I would breathe them in
[00:14.69] And they would stick to the walls of my nose
[00:19.80] And congest my amygdala with visions of everything
[00:26.63] But oh, it's not so simple, is it?
[00:30.06] When the fog comes rolling in, please know
[00:33.06] I didn't desert you
[00:34.79] I saved you from seeing the pain of the blinded
[00:41.22] Can you hear the cries of the blinded?
[00:51.38] Alexandria burning
[00:57.88] This is genocide
[01:03.16] You have taken our yearning, countrymen
[01:08.53] And set forth a pyre of innocent lives
[01:14.83] Do you feel the Earth turning?
[01:21.34] What have you done? Oh, God, oh, sin
[01:27.07] Fetishising the fruits of our knowledge
[01:32.15] And leaving us with the ashes to begin again
[01:39.34]
[01:50.89] I'm so young and there's so little I know
[01:56.38] Harmonising models of cherry soda
[02:02.73] Clicking in rhythm with circadian footfalls
[02:08.46] Cycling through an endless pattern of who I could be
[02:12.30] If I just stopped falling
[02:14.57] Spring comes to where I am
[02:20.08] And I know I'm not getting anywhere
[02:25.41] Droplets of moisture begging for rebirth
[02:30.68] Let this be a sign unto you, oh you, oh you, oh you
[02:39.11] Alexandria burning
[02:45.95] This amicicide
[02:51.34] You have met your potential, countrymen
[02:56.65] In cowardly panic, and cast them aside
[03:02.97] Did you find what you're missing?
[03:09.47] Does that matchbook know your sins?
[03:15.14] Expediting your self-inflicted punishments
[03:20.17] And leaving you with the ashes to begin again
[03:26.91]
[03:41.07] In my dreams they will wait for me
[03:44.28] They will let me bask like a lizard on a rock in bed
[03:49.03] And I will walk through the fire, hand in hand
[03:52.13] With the kid who used to aboard pockets of lichen crystals
[03:55.48] In hopes that one day, in the reflection of one of the fractals
[03:58.96] He would find a future for himself
[04:03.22] And it will be beautiful
[04:10.17] It will be so fucking beautiful
[04:17.12]
[00:07.88] I would breathe them in
[00:14.69] And they would stick to the walls of my nose
[00:19.80] And congest my amygdala with visions of everything
[00:26.63] But oh, it's not so simple, is it?
[00:30.06] When the fog comes rolling in, please know
[00:33.06] I didn't desert you
[00:34.79] I saved you from seeing the pain of the blinded
[00:41.22] Can you hear the cries of the blinded?
[00:51.38] Alexandria burning
[00:57.88] This is genocide
[01:03.16] You have taken our yearning, countrymen
[01:08.53] And set forth a pyre of innocent lives
[01:14.83] Do you feel the Earth turning?
[01:21.34] What have you done? Oh, God, oh, sin
[01:27.07] Fetishising the fruits of our knowledge
[01:32.15] And leaving us with the ashes to begin again
[01:39.34]
[01:50.89] I'm so young and there's so little I know
[01:56.38] Harmonising models of cherry soda
[02:02.73] Clicking in rhythm with circadian footfalls
[02:08.46] Cycling through an endless pattern of who I could be
[02:12.30] If I just stopped falling
[02:14.57] Spring comes to where I am
[02:20.08] And I know I'm not getting anywhere
[02:25.41] Droplets of moisture begging for rebirth
[02:30.68] Let this be a sign unto you, oh you, oh you, oh you
[02:39.11] Alexandria burning
[02:45.95] This amicicide
[02:51.34] You have met your potential, countrymen
[02:56.65] In cowardly panic, and cast them aside
[03:02.97] Did you find what you're missing?
[03:09.47] Does that matchbook know your sins?
[03:15.14] Expediting your self-inflicted punishments
[03:20.17] And leaving you with the ashes to begin again
[03:26.91]
[03:41.07] In my dreams they will wait for me
[03:44.28] They will let me bask like a lizard on a rock in bed
[03:49.03] And I will walk through the fire, hand in hand
[03:52.13] With the kid who used to aboard pockets of lichen crystals
[03:55.48] In hopes that one day, in the reflection of one of the fractals
[03:58.96] He would find a future for himself
[04:03.22] And it will be beautiful
[04:10.17] It will be so fucking beautiful
[04:17.12]