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ترانه و شعر با صدای Sleep Token
Count me out like sovereigns, payback for the good times Right foot in the roses, left foot on a landmine I'm not gonna be there tripping on the grapevine They can sing the words while I cry into the bassline
Wear me out like Prada, devil in my detail I swear it's getting harder even just to exhale Backed up into corners, bitter in the lens I'm sick of trying to hide it every time they take mine
So stick to me Stick to me like caramel Walk beside me 'til you feel nothin' as well
They ask me, "Is it goin' good in the garden?" Say, "I'm lost, but I beg no pardon" Up on the dice, but low on the cards, I try not to talk about how it's harder now Can I get a mirror side-stage? Looking sideways at my own visage, gettin' worse Every time they try to shout my real name just to get a rise from me Acting like I'm never stressed out by the hearsay I guess that's what I get for trying to hide in the limelight Guess that's what I get for having 20-20 hindsight Everybody wants eyes on 'em, I just wanna hear you sing that top line
And if you don't think I mean it, then I understand But I'm still glad you came, so let me see those hands
So stick to me Stick to me like caramel Walk beside me 'til you feel nothin' as well I'm fallin' free of the final parallel The sweetest dreams are bitter But there's no one left to tell
Too young to get bitter over it all Too old to retaliate like before Too blessed to be caught ungrateful, I know So I'll keep dancin' along to the rhythm This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare (too young to get bitter over it all) A war of attrition, I'll take what I'm given (too old to retaliate like before) The deepest incisions, I thought I got better (too blessed to be caught ungrateful, I know) But maybe I didn't
(In these days of days) tell me, did I give you what you came for? (I wish it all away) terrified to answer my own front door (I thought things had changed) missin' my wings in a realm of angels (But everything's the same)
So I'll keep dancin' along to the rhythm This stage is a prison, a beautiful nightmare A war of attrition, I'll take what I'm given The deepest incisions, I thought I got better But maybe I didn't
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