Sub Urban - Cradles (8D AUDIO)

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  • Опубліковано 22 вер 2024
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    Lyrics:
    [Verse 1]
    I live inside my own world of make believe
    Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities
    I see the world through eyes covered in pink and bleach
    Cross out the ones who held my cries and watched me weep
    [Chorus]
    I love everything
    Fire spreading all around my room
    My world's so bright
    It’s hard to breathe but that's alright
    Hush, sh
    [Verse 2]
    Tape my eyes open to force reality
    Why can't you just let me eat my weight in glee?
    I live inside my own world of make believe
    Kids screaming in their cradles, profanities
    Some days I feel skinnier than all the other days
    And some days I can’t tell if my body belongs to me
    [Chorus]
    I love everything
    Fire spreading all around my room
    My world's so bright
    It's hard to breathe but that's alright
    Hush, sh
    [Verse 3]
    I wanna taste your content
    Hold your breath and feel the tension
    Devils hide behind redemption
    Honesty is a one way gate to hell
    I wanna taste consumption
    Breathe faster to waste oxygen
    Hear the children sing aloud
    It's music till the wick burns out
    Hush
    [Outro]
    Just wanna be care free lately, yeah
    Just kicking up daisies
    Got one too many quarters in my pockets
    Count 'em like the four leaf clovers in my locket
    Untied laces, yeah, just tripping on dirt
    Dreams got dirty little alibis playing up
    Might as well just ride around the nursery and count sheep

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