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More Than Just Circles

Ashes

솔튼페이퍼 (SALTNPAPER) Ashes - More Than Just Circles
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Paradise of broken hearts
some place that you'll never go
all abandoned bleeding hearts
these scars we will never show
If these broken wings
could fly home..
all abandoned promises hide
they won't let you be alone

After the fall
what was next to come
heated the trials to boiling
points as eyes reflect the sun
deep in the spiral keep free
fallin' till the less is none
peep your survival mode
don't doubt you'd be
blessed to succumb

or is it simply a fate thing
we chase dreams
to get caught in a nightmare
that has no awakening
we've been on both sides
of the scale
circles of life that multiply
try to divide and we fail

my sole remedy to bleed
ink from the pen
or sing along to broken
melodies in sync with your sin
think again who can save you
now when it's sink or swim
they throw your soul a life
jacket but it's leaking again

my friend down here's a
much colder place
serendipity aint simple
growing old with grace
gotta face it before the
soldier loses fate
before this nightmare
we lose the tipping point
to a point of break

Paradise of broken hearts
some place that you'll never go
all abandoned bleeding hearts
these scars we will never show
If these broken wings
could fly home..
all abandoned promises hide
they won't let you be alone

Collected all the memories
and wrote em' on the wall
the past keeps telling me
of this endless fall
was it a moment a break
through of atonement
something baring weight
upon my shoulders
I couldn't hold it over come it

over achievers
they try to dumb it down
stomach the sound of angles
crying as they plummet
found a new found summit
this mountain's not of heaven
our heads are in a
space of numbness
the fun of it's joy
for puppets deny

I'm trying to match
the fitting moral
we lost our way inside a
dark state of foolish quarrels
sad to see the falling out of
pieces on the floor
weathered the storm
but when it rains it pours

I'm trying to match
the fitting moral
we lost our way inside a
dark state of foolish quarrels
sad to see the falling out of
pieces on the floor
weathered the storm
but when it rains it pours