Cornelius Julius - Ancient Sadness

Stranger

I couldn't tell you
Exactly how I feel
About my potential
Strictly what is real
You couldn't tell me
Something I don't know
And when the winds blows
I sway like tremolo

I got a taste of the grass in the spring
The spells of the autumn
The songs that you'd sing
I heard a tale spoken by the clockhand
Said to swim in the ocean
Said to play in a band

We're like flys stuck in honey
And we're sick of all the sweetness
We talk to them in empty threats
They talk to us in money
We're like flys stuck in honey
And we're sick of all the sweetness
Tired of being obedient
Got bored of being a junkie



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Hicks
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Other Album Tracks

  1. Stranger
  2. Goth
  3. Immaterial
  4. Occidental
  5. Kinesthetic
  6. Fruit Flies
  7. Tusks
  8. Closed Loops
  9. Bring Out Your Dead
  10. Orchid

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Altri album

  1. Skeleton Key
  2. Maybe Hades
  3. Numbskull
  4. Larval
  5. October
  6. Swan Song
  7. Swan Song - Single
  8. Ancient Sadness
  9. Epoch
  10. Don't Know We're Dying, Don't Know We're Born

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