Spirits
Birds flying high
I hope they don't see us
Seas getting high
I hope they don't get us
When I get in myself
I feel all the heat
Feel all the pain
And I can't escape
I could see through my eyes
How time slows down
And light goes away
Oh set me
(Free)
I'm made from oak
Don't let me speak don't let me talk
I'm what's behind
Inside your soul crashing your bones
I wish it's gone
It's overthrough
It's handling threads, it's hiding clues
Somewhere dark, behind the rocks
Is where the spirits walk
Can't feel the brain
I watched the game
It makes me tired to expect
I wish a breathe
I wish so big
That eats my mind
And makes me bleed
(Free)
(Free)
Oh set me
(Free)
(Free)
Oh set me
(Free)
I'm made from oak
Don't let me speak don't let me talk
I'm what's behind
Inside your soul crashing your bones
I wish it's gone
It's overthrough
It's handling threads, it's hiding clues
Somewhere dark, behind the rocks
Is where the spirits walk
And it's getting dark
I can't see where you are
And the pain on my spine
Hits me down, knocking out
I'm under a flat see
Smoking myself
Twisting my head down
Hearing the shell
My lungs are fill
My brain gets burst
All my thoughts are getting to desire and I'm
(Free)
I'm made from oak
Don't let me speak don't let me talk
I'm what's behind
Inside your soul crashing your bones
I wish it's gone
It's overthrough
It's handling threads, it's hiding clues
Somewhere dark, behind the rocks
Is where the spirits walk
I hope they don't see us
Seas getting high
I hope they don't get us
When I get in myself
I feel all the heat
Feel all the pain
And I can't escape
I could see through my eyes
How time slows down
And light goes away
Oh set me
(Free)
I'm made from oak
Don't let me speak don't let me talk
I'm what's behind
Inside your soul crashing your bones
I wish it's gone
It's overthrough
It's handling threads, it's hiding clues
Somewhere dark, behind the rocks
Is where the spirits walk
Can't feel the brain
I watched the game
It makes me tired to expect
I wish a breathe
I wish so big
That eats my mind
And makes me bleed
(Free)
(Free)
Oh set me
(Free)
(Free)
Oh set me
(Free)
I'm made from oak
Don't let me speak don't let me talk
I'm what's behind
Inside your soul crashing your bones
I wish it's gone
It's overthrough
It's handling threads, it's hiding clues
Somewhere dark, behind the rocks
Is where the spirits walk
And it's getting dark
I can't see where you are
And the pain on my spine
Hits me down, knocking out
I'm under a flat see
Smoking myself
Twisting my head down
Hearing the shell
My lungs are fill
My brain gets burst
All my thoughts are getting to desire and I'm
(Free)
I'm made from oak
Don't let me speak don't let me talk
I'm what's behind
Inside your soul crashing your bones
I wish it's gone
It's overthrough
It's handling threads, it's hiding clues
Somewhere dark, behind the rocks
Is where the spirits walk
Credits
Writer(s): Nicolás Picone
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