It Told a Story All It's Own

In that moment all the stars aligned
So straight and perfectly
Just in time to slap me in the face
And tell me I'm not worthy

And reality shook me 'til I woke
So damn vigorously
As she was saying
She was screaming
"You're a nightmare to me"

Withering away
Getting closer to getting further
You're just as cold as November winds with a mask in hand
To cover up your sins

Cover up your sins
I want to begin
Just cover up your sins

Conform reality and reject Ecstacy
Nothing's left inside of me
And I need to break free

Withering away
Getting closer to getting further
You're just as cold as November winds with a mask in hand
To cover up your sins

Withering away
Getting closer to getting further
You're just as cold as November winds with a mask in hand
To cover up your sins

I could never see what they meant
When they used to talk of the sea
ANd how the shades of gray
From the dark-colored skies
Could tell a story all it's own



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Writer(s): Liam Wright
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