Black Lung

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Melodramatize Me

05:51
Eric Vain
2018
Eric Vain

Lyrics

Heavy are the highs and lows, keeping me  afloat... we arrive on angles

Wings to be clipped soon, splitting a heart in two... we cry on shoulders

 

Faith won’t take me higher than grace

It won’t take me higher then waste 

It’s a ripe & rotten place to own your name 

 

Steady all the colors that blur, speaking the words that slur mechanically 

Riding on leap of haste, choking up all the space to cast as failure 

 

Oh... 

Will I choose another road? 

Will I choose another robe?