Tripping in triplets
The dear hunter
There must be something that keeps me awake
Or some kind of pill I can take
To break these bad habits
Or some kind of pill I can take
To break these bad habits
I would lie if I said that this didn't get tough
Two left feet on the floor in a Waltz
At an odd tempo
Am I stuck at the ankle, or caught at the knee?
A curious puzzle still cursing me
To follow or lead
You gave me a heart and then taught me to hurt
I can't tell just which option is worse
Dying pure or aware
So these feet keep on tripping in triplets to beats
Too far off for my ears to reach
Just a hint of timing
Am I stuck at the ankle, or caught at the knee?
A curious puzzle still cursing me
To follow or lead
And I don't know where I'm going
Cause I can't see the road, oh it's winding
Just as long as I keep breathing
I've got this uncomfortable feeling
Heavy feet, shaky hands, troubled heart
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ver todas as músicas- Waves
- The Line
- The Squeaky Wheel
- Look Away
- Red Hands
- The Inquiry Of Ms. Terri
- Gloria
- The Most Cursed Of Hands / Who Am I
- The Canopy
- Like Crazy
- Isabella
- Old Demons
- Camera
- The Only One Who Didn't Fold
- Saved
- The Right Wrong
- The Bitter Suite IV and V: The Congregation and The Sermon In The Silt
- Whisper
- The March
- The Bitter Suite I and II: Meeting Ms. Leading and Through The Dime