Dead Hands Feel No Pain
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โฑ๏ธ 4:09 duration
๐ ID: 593706
๐ Lyrics
Happy morning
I woke up to a crow's song
They are croaking
To abusive music
Happy mourning
I woke up to all my problems solved
And dissolved
In a swamp of the past years
So I learnt to transform
This sweetest lethargy
Gripping onto
The reality of
Facing a thousand
As they circle above
The strings of my soul
Got loose too soon
'Cause the reins of my heart
Were too tight all the time
Were too tight all the time
Here I am sitting on the edge
Of a cold fence
The same fence
I left you all behind
An intricate weaving of a barrier
Separating death from life
Dead hands feel no pain
Blackened hearts, early graves
A reflection of the sky
Through the mirrors of the eyes
I can hear them coming down
A familiar sound
It won't be long
It won't be long
Before they tear me apart
As they circle above
Crashing down like black rain
Dead hands feel no pain
Gripping onto
The reality of
Facing a thousand
As they circle above
The strings of my soul
Got loose too soon
'Cause the reins of my heart
Were too tight all the time
Were too damn tight all the time
It is my time to fill the niche
It is my time to serve
What a nice day to fall into a ditch
And be a feast for crows
And be a feast for crows
I woke up to a crow's song
They are croaking
To abusive music
Happy mourning
I woke up to all my problems solved
And dissolved
In a swamp of the past years
So I learnt to transform
This sweetest lethargy
Gripping onto
The reality of
Facing a thousand
As they circle above
The strings of my soul
Got loose too soon
'Cause the reins of my heart
Were too tight all the time
Were too tight all the time
Here I am sitting on the edge
Of a cold fence
The same fence
I left you all behind
An intricate weaving of a barrier
Separating death from life
Dead hands feel no pain
Blackened hearts, early graves
A reflection of the sky
Through the mirrors of the eyes
I can hear them coming down
A familiar sound
It won't be long
It won't be long
Before they tear me apart
As they circle above
Crashing down like black rain
Dead hands feel no pain
Gripping onto
The reality of
Facing a thousand
As they circle above
The strings of my soul
Got loose too soon
'Cause the reins of my heart
Were too tight all the time
Were too damn tight all the time
It is my time to fill the niche
It is my time to serve
What a nice day to fall into a ditch
And be a feast for crows
And be a feast for crows
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.17] Happy morning
[00:06.18] I woke up to a crow's song
[00:12.26] They are croaking
[00:15.02] To abusive music
[00:21.41] Happy mourning
[00:24.25] I woke up to all my problems solved
[00:30.34] And dissolved
[00:33.08] In a swamp of the past years
[00:36.86] So I learnt to transform
[00:40.70] This sweetest lethargy
[00:43.12] Gripping onto
[00:44.98] The reality of
[00:50.83] Facing a thousand
[00:53.69] As they circle above
[01:01.16] The strings of my soul
[01:13.54] Got loose too soon
[01:15.98] 'Cause the reins of my heart
[01:18.47] Were too tight all the time
[01:22.16] Were too tight all the time
[01:31.26] Here I am sitting on the edge
[01:38.86] Of a cold fence
[01:42.35] The same fence
[01:45.37] I left you all behind
[01:51.22] An intricate weaving of a barrier
[01:56.50] Separating death from life
[02:01.53] Dead hands feel no pain
[02:06.46] Blackened hearts, early graves
[02:10.95] A reflection of the sky
[02:15.09] Through the mirrors of the eyes
[02:19.64] I can hear them coming down
[02:22.13] A familiar sound
[02:24.74] It won't be long
[02:27.90] It won't be long
[02:30.68] Before they tear me apart
[02:33.18] As they circle above
[02:36.42] Crashing down like black rain
[02:39.04] Dead hands feel no pain
[02:41.72] Gripping onto
[02:45.51] The reality of
[02:50.40] Facing a thousand
[02:53.72] As they circle above
[03:09.94] The strings of my soul
[03:13.67] Got loose too soon
[03:15.75] 'Cause the reins of my heart
[03:18.32] Were too tight all the time
[03:24.22] Were too damn tight all the time
[03:28.98] It is my time to fill the niche
[03:37.49] It is my time to serve
[03:42.50] What a nice day to fall into a ditch
[03:48.93] And be a feast for crows
[03:59.07] And be a feast for crows
[04:05.96]
[00:06.18] I woke up to a crow's song
[00:12.26] They are croaking
[00:15.02] To abusive music
[00:21.41] Happy mourning
[00:24.25] I woke up to all my problems solved
[00:30.34] And dissolved
[00:33.08] In a swamp of the past years
[00:36.86] So I learnt to transform
[00:40.70] This sweetest lethargy
[00:43.12] Gripping onto
[00:44.98] The reality of
[00:50.83] Facing a thousand
[00:53.69] As they circle above
[01:01.16] The strings of my soul
[01:13.54] Got loose too soon
[01:15.98] 'Cause the reins of my heart
[01:18.47] Were too tight all the time
[01:22.16] Were too tight all the time
[01:31.26] Here I am sitting on the edge
[01:38.86] Of a cold fence
[01:42.35] The same fence
[01:45.37] I left you all behind
[01:51.22] An intricate weaving of a barrier
[01:56.50] Separating death from life
[02:01.53] Dead hands feel no pain
[02:06.46] Blackened hearts, early graves
[02:10.95] A reflection of the sky
[02:15.09] Through the mirrors of the eyes
[02:19.64] I can hear them coming down
[02:22.13] A familiar sound
[02:24.74] It won't be long
[02:27.90] It won't be long
[02:30.68] Before they tear me apart
[02:33.18] As they circle above
[02:36.42] Crashing down like black rain
[02:39.04] Dead hands feel no pain
[02:41.72] Gripping onto
[02:45.51] The reality of
[02:50.40] Facing a thousand
[02:53.72] As they circle above
[03:09.94] The strings of my soul
[03:13.67] Got loose too soon
[03:15.75] 'Cause the reins of my heart
[03:18.32] Were too tight all the time
[03:24.22] Were too damn tight all the time
[03:28.98] It is my time to fill the niche
[03:37.49] It is my time to serve
[03:42.50] What a nice day to fall into a ditch
[03:48.93] And be a feast for crows
[03:59.07] And be a feast for crows
[04:05.96]