Texty:
Misery Signals Mirrors

that we learn like a new limb There is a choice to make We will lie in our graves A hall of mirrors opens up into a room full of me I could be anyone

You brought this on yourself The lack of a barrel forced into your mouths Proves your actions won't be without retribution Break down Bloodshed, a sign

need that we learn like a new limb There is a choice to make We will lie in our graves A hall of mirrors opens up into a room full of me I could be anyone

Forever reaching Our hopes and aspirations ground to dust I've fallen with my spirits Of withered hand and hope This hole will dig itself with minutes

Resist We've come too far to start this all again I've come too far to let you ruin me I'll walk hand in hand with your ghost Before I fall into your

I surrender whole to one Night by night, day by day, The blur of cities twisting us to severance Your static voice over a hundred satellite hours In

My eyes eclipse as these stars constrict And swallow me whole Dislocate with your pretentious hands Reciprocate through seeds of change Deviate with