Harm

Come, turning truth to the suite the need
But nothing that you did meant
Dread is never far, far away
From the ones who best hide it

Who are you?
What's the point of the this, what's the point of it?
Who are you?
What's the point of the this, what's the point of it?

I'm coming up, I'm coming up
Rising high enough to see all the damage being done
I'm coming up, I'm coming up
Realizing you believe, you can never do enough
Harm
Harm
Harm, to me

Now, look at the thick atmosphere
It corrodes your intentions
Break, break away, from your grasp, and begin my ascension

Who are you?
What's the point of this, what's the point of it?
Who are you?
What's the point of this, what's the point of it?

I'm coming up, I'm coming up
Rising high enough to see all the damage being done
I'm coming up, I'm coming up
Realizing you believe, you can never do enough
Harm
Harm
Harm, to me

Harm
Harm
Harm, to me

(Harm) You're locking up the (Harm) door
But (Harm) I don't live there anymore
(Harm) You're locking up the (Harm) door
But (Harm) I don't live there anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Mckinney, Leopold Ross, Joanna Gikas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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