Tekster: Chemical Vocation. The Beautiful Truth.
Will you follow me now?
Walk away with me this time,
close your eyes and don't ask why.
Just remember; its all in your head.
You're the only who sees
that the world could be a better memory.
So trust your moment saints,
the only hope you have,
the only ones you name.
Another time, another place for us to see this clear.
We don't believe in begging hands.
You told me to listen, I just want to make a stand.
Trust your instincts and follow your dreams.
Don't look back, this time you get a savor.
So go ahead and spoil it all,
believe that theres a fucking god.
Another time, another place for us to see this clear.
We don't believe in begging hands.
So wash it off and let it fade into the past of you.
We live, we think, we fall apart.
You always live inside your light,
you always live inside your light,
you always live inside your light,
you always live inside your light.
Another time, another place for us to see this clear.
We don't believe in begging hands.
So wash it off and let it fade into the past of you.
We live, we think, we fall apart
Walk away with me this time,
close your eyes and don't ask why.
Just remember; its all in your head.
You're the only who sees
that the world could be a better memory.
So trust your moment saints,
the only hope you have,
the only ones you name.
Another time, another place for us to see this clear.
We don't believe in begging hands.
You told me to listen, I just want to make a stand.
Trust your instincts and follow your dreams.
Don't look back, this time you get a savor.
So go ahead and spoil it all,
believe that theres a fucking god.
Another time, another place for us to see this clear.
We don't believe in begging hands.
So wash it off and let it fade into the past of you.
We live, we think, we fall apart.
You always live inside your light,
you always live inside your light,
you always live inside your light,
you always live inside your light.
Another time, another place for us to see this clear.
We don't believe in begging hands.
So wash it off and let it fade into the past of you.
We live, we think, we fall apart
Chemical Vocation
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