Seasonal
The sorrow grows in you
I know cause I'm a farmer too
Notice how it swallows truth
And spits it back in front of you
The demons feast on you
I know cause I've been bitten, too
I still feel them in my room
Pray it's easier for you
(Ooh)
The fire reeks of you
Throwing flames around your world
Thinking if it's gonna burn then it's all in,
And thinking that a loss could be the birth of a new beginning
(Kneeling for the cross, saying)
For you I give in
For you, forgive me
Foreign decisions led me on this mission, didn't even know what I was thinking then
But it's been sinking in (iiin)
(iiih, iih)
(ooh)
(iiih, iih)
(iiih)
To think that we are still out looking for the greenery
Switch-up of the scenery
Dreamers all drenched in bile
Needle pointed at the reason
Fighting through the grieving
Reminder that it's seasonal
I think I'll start counting again
19 little lights over my bed
When we cease to know (I think I'll start counting again)
Maybe that is pure control (19 little-)
Accepting I got none at all
Heat leaves the mouth when you talk (when we cease to know)
Stick it out, it's only fall
Reminder that it's seasonal (maybe that is pure control)
You just gotta let it come, let it go
I know cause I'm a farmer too
Notice how it swallows truth
And spits it back in front of you
The demons feast on you
I know cause I've been bitten, too
I still feel them in my room
Pray it's easier for you
(Ooh)
The fire reeks of you
Throwing flames around your world
Thinking if it's gonna burn then it's all in,
And thinking that a loss could be the birth of a new beginning
(Kneeling for the cross, saying)
For you I give in
For you, forgive me
Foreign decisions led me on this mission, didn't even know what I was thinking then
But it's been sinking in (iiin)
(iiih, iih)
(ooh)
(iiih, iih)
(iiih)
To think that we are still out looking for the greenery
Switch-up of the scenery
Dreamers all drenched in bile
Needle pointed at the reason
Fighting through the grieving
Reminder that it's seasonal
I think I'll start counting again
19 little lights over my bed
When we cease to know (I think I'll start counting again)
Maybe that is pure control (19 little-)
Accepting I got none at all
Heat leaves the mouth when you talk (when we cease to know)
Stick it out, it's only fall
Reminder that it's seasonal (maybe that is pure control)
You just gotta let it come, let it go
Credits
Writer(s): Klara åström
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