Ellipsism

I feel your pulse elevating again
Your blood boils and heat courses through your veins
You set fires just so you can pretend

And when you find a place in time
Where you can say that you're honestly alright
I'll start up the riots so we can burn it down

Like ghosts they're coming round
The quiet feelings that bring me down
I see them every time I sleep at night
They're coming round



Credits
Writer(s): Alex Reade
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