The Midas Touch
Yeah
Stepping out from shelter
I concede that I do not know
How can I know
Clutching in my hands
The truth of this world
Backed into a corner
My eyes roll back and I fall
The precipice melts away
And I, will find my enlightenment
Between the stars
Not here, but far from here
My blood boils, in a time lapse
Rosie, left to the beyond
Lay back on the grass and feel
The power within you rise
Light the fire
Light the fire
Ha
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Peer below to see the remnants of their past
Everlong
Us, blind to the suffering
The toil, the misery
Predators stalk in shadows
Prey on the weak, so they thought
It's our fight as well as theirs
Filthy slander for generations
Thrown down in the dirt on your back
You lie
In a time lapse
Rosie, left into the beyond
Lay back on the grass and feel
The power within you rise
Hold hands, the warmth causes sparks
To light the fire
Of your oppressors demise
Light the fire
Stepping out from shelter
I concede that I do not know
How can I know
Clutching in my hands
The truth of this world
Backed into a corner
My eyes roll back and I fall
The precipice melts away
And I, will find my enlightenment
Between the stars
Not here, but far from here
My blood boils, in a time lapse
Rosie, left to the beyond
Lay back on the grass and feel
The power within you rise
Light the fire
Light the fire
Ha
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Heretic, the witch
The bones open the breach
Peer below to see the remnants of their past
Everlong
Us, blind to the suffering
The toil, the misery
Predators stalk in shadows
Prey on the weak, so they thought
It's our fight as well as theirs
Filthy slander for generations
Thrown down in the dirt on your back
You lie
In a time lapse
Rosie, left into the beyond
Lay back on the grass and feel
The power within you rise
Hold hands, the warmth causes sparks
To light the fire
Of your oppressors demise
Light the fire
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Writer(s): Will Stanley
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