You're ever so inviting
UnderoathTo sit this one out
To fit inside your mold
Would be to sell myself short
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
Oh, my story's growing, it is
On my last request
Don't make me feel so contradicting
There's no room for cheating and being yourself
Failure leaves such a bitter taster in their mouth
And on the last hour
We write so many new chapters again
And on the outside
Where there are no surprises
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
Oh, it's getting longer
To see it through their eyes
Would bring me so much closer
You can do this night after night
Failure leaves such a bitter taster in my mouth
Taste and see, I swear I know what's good
Be still and know that they won't lie to you every
Single time you're facing lies
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
I know why you never take your eyes off me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing
I know why you never take your eyes off me
I've used my lungs for everything but breathing
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
I find myself dried up in this conversation
So pull me out, pull me aside
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
This ground we tread upon
We turn the pages left to right
Is now filling up to our necks
We see everything
Mais ouvidas de Underoath
ver todas as músicas- Ihateit
- Spirit Of A Living God
- Down, Set, Go
- Bloodlust
- The Changing Of Times
- Cries Of The Past
- Angel Below
- Desolate Earth :: The End is Here
- Driftwood
- It Has To Start Somewhere
- Too Bright to See, Too Loud to Hear
- Walking Away
- On My Teeth
- Wrapped Around Your Finger
- Returning Empty Handed
- Salmamir
- Salmarnir
- Something More
- Desperate Times, Desperate Measures
- Anyone Can Dig A Hole But it Takes a Real Man to Call it Home