fallout
Won't let you down if you needed to believe a fantasy
I lost control now I can't feel the real thing
Any advantage gets nothing but dust in the wind
How it blows by when the
Skyline's running gorgeous
Awe fell in a chorus
Riding on a wave
Fold and break down before us
Lost light and a focus
Buried to stay
Hold this in place
Form my decay
Feeling a same
Poison and purpose
Come rise to the surface
Skyline's running gorgeous
Awe fell in a chorus
Riding on a wave
Fold and break down before us
Lost light and a focus
Buried to stay
Hold this in place
Form my decay
Feeling the same
Poison and a pain
Aline in the weight
I've been in vain, watching my pain, want it imbued
Told me to face, holding my fate, not to undo, no yea
See my own fault, lying and stall, where I get off
I'm getting faint, too many lanes,
Feeling insane when I want banal
I got the floor when you got the sun
No commodities now to be counted on
No I won't
Keep lies in a fallout
I can't help but feign
Thrown back by default now
Hold this in disdain
Call up and you ask more
Molten in a state
Call up when you fallout
In a fallout
Reject to face it at all
I'll wade for a wake up call
To scatter and to succumb
Into the crimson
The skyline's blocked and untouched
I bottled all of it up
All just to scatter, succumb
Until it becomes
Real
I lost control now I can't feel the real thing
Any advantage gets nothing but dust in the wind
How it blows by when the
Skyline's running gorgeous
Awe fell in a chorus
Riding on a wave
Fold and break down before us
Lost light and a focus
Buried to stay
Hold this in place
Form my decay
Feeling a same
Poison and purpose
Come rise to the surface
Skyline's running gorgeous
Awe fell in a chorus
Riding on a wave
Fold and break down before us
Lost light and a focus
Buried to stay
Hold this in place
Form my decay
Feeling the same
Poison and a pain
Aline in the weight
I've been in vain, watching my pain, want it imbued
Told me to face, holding my fate, not to undo, no yea
See my own fault, lying and stall, where I get off
I'm getting faint, too many lanes,
Feeling insane when I want banal
I got the floor when you got the sun
No commodities now to be counted on
No I won't
Keep lies in a fallout
I can't help but feign
Thrown back by default now
Hold this in disdain
Call up and you ask more
Molten in a state
Call up when you fallout
In a fallout
Reject to face it at all
I'll wade for a wake up call
To scatter and to succumb
Into the crimson
The skyline's blocked and untouched
I bottled all of it up
All just to scatter, succumb
Until it becomes
Real
Credits
Writer(s): Troy Sorensen
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