I feel alive beside you And all at once I am whole again We fall into each other Your atmosphere is all I'm breathing in And in this rush we are crushed
I stepped into an avalanche It covered up my soul When I am not this hunchback that you see I sleep beneath the golden hill You who wish to conquer pain
Aw yeah He was not or never had been in favor Of setting our people free, no, no If it wasn't 4 the 13th Amendment, oh yes sir We woulda been born in
Since when do you come around? And the temperature's changed Nothing's the same, left me in yesterday You don't see me that way, touch me that way no
Here it comes and there it goes Another day of decomposing light In a world called catastrophe My native tongue is blasphemy So that's the one I'll write
Here by my side, an angel Here by my side, the devil Never turn your back on me Never turn your back on me, again Here by my side, it's heaven Here by
Well, I stepped into an avalanche, it covered up my soul When I am not this hunchback that you see, I sleep beneath the golden hill You who wish to conquer
Oh, avalanche in apartment B Everywhere white's what I've seen I've never lived alone so near the ocean breeze I can finally afford high anxiety Reach
I wasn't ready for the avalanche when we let things slide I'd always hoped that we would have the chance at least to say we tried So I went siftin' though
I like long drives the radio is on all night cause you say so lying beside your beautifull bones candlelight and heaving tones this avalanche of love
He looks like me But not so haunted Eyes like the sea[break]In storm[break]In torment How can a body so frail Contain this spirit This creature I see
welcome the avalanche the future sounds like a music that rumbled down at a mountain size come on, move on, the wait is over can't stop the rush, can'
The lines are clear with tomorrow standing against me And I am silent as I face my fears alone Responsibility weighing down upon my shoulders When
You've narrowed it down to pictures of memory You've narrowed it down to dots on a screen You've narrowed it down to the few or the many You've narrowed
3pm. Blue as a road sign, With a gag and some cheap wine Sun's in my eyes between The smoke trails of aircraft, The kite tails and light shafts There
There's dirt in the machine, yeah, where there's oxygen there's rust A thousand eyes are blinking to drown a tiny speck of dust No, I'm not after crashing
Headstrong, heavy weather Going at it Hell-for-leather Red lights flashing on Some little pop song Boys get out your Balzac The Empire's gonna strike
I love you like a whisper I love you all alone I love you like a murder, babe I'm burying the bones I love you like the last shot At the bottom of the