Shadow

I'm a dead beat in line,
With the night as so dark, I had it,
And the love in me said,
Whatever love was in me, now is dead.

Shadow.

Don't fantasize! Take this city life,
Accept my aero plane eye!

And the meat of my hands,
And the lie in situations I'm in,
There's an ebony sun,

Shadow.

You'll become mine! Take this sharpened knife,
Cut out this renaissance mind.



Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Swain, Scott Helgason, Taylor Mcdermott, Tyler Caldwell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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