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==Testo==
==Testo==
Death<br>
On the verge of no return, why'd you keep fucking it up?<br>
Death<br>
Don't wanna have to bury you, but nothing seems to get through your skull<br>
<br>
One day the only butterflies left will be in your chest<br>
Jump, jump, jump, jump, ju-ju-ju-jump<br>
As you march towards your death, breathing your last breath<br>
<br>
I hate to say "I told you so", but look how the bruises show<br><br>
Pass the flask, 'cause I'm bathing in blood<br>
 
Will be the ones in your stomach as you march towards your death<br>
Tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you?<br>
Bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone<br>
You were dead to the world, now I'm dead to you<br>
Haunting your own house, nothing to lose<br>
How did I let you sink your fangs so deep? Ah<br>
You know you can't breathe on your own<br><br>
 
Past the point of rescuing, why'd I keep pushing my luck?<br>
The hole I wore into your soul has got too big to overlook<br>
One day the only butterflies left will be in our chests<br>
As we march towards our death, breathing our last breath<br>
I thought we had a future, but we ain't got a chance in hell<br><br>
 
So tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you?<br>
Bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone<br>
You were dead to the world, now I'm dead to you<br>
Haunting your own house, nothing to lose<br>
I let you sink your fangs so deep, ah<br>
You know I can't breathe on my own (You know you can't breathe on your own)<br>
How can I breathe on my own? (How can you breathe on your own?)<br><br>
 
The sun is setting on our love, I fear<br>
Letting our loneliness out, into the atmosphere<br>
The tide is turning numb, our chance to turn it 'round<br>
I never thought I'd see my fingernails fall out<br>
I feel so dead for you, I feel so dead for you<br>
I feel so dead for you, I feel so dead for you
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==Traduzione==
==Traduzione==
Morte<br>
Morte<br>

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Written by: TBC

One Day the Only Butterflies Left Will Be in Your Chest as You March Towards Your Death è una canzone dei Bring Me the Horizon contenuta nell'EP POST HUMAN: SURVIVAL HORROR, a cui ha partecipato Amy Lee. L'EP verrà pubblicato il 30 ottobre 202[1].

Questo è quello che ha dichiarato Amy su Twitter poco dopo l'annuncio dell'EP:

Vin1.jpg Non posso ASPETTARE che venga pubblicato. Amo questa collaborazione. Onorata di averne tatto parte, l'intero album è 🔥 🔥 🔥[2] Vin2.jpg


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One Day the Only Butterflies Left Will Be in Your Chest as You March Towards Your Death (feat. Amy Lee)

  • Periodo di registrazione: TBC
  • Stato: 30 ottobre 2020
  • Pubblicata su: POST HUMAN: SURVIVAL HORROR (track #9)
  • Durata: TBC

Testo

On the verge of no return, why'd you keep fucking it up?
Don't wanna have to bury you, but nothing seems to get through your skull
One day the only butterflies left will be in your chest
As you march towards your death, breathing your last breath
I hate to say "I told you so", but look how the bruises show

Tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you?
Bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone
You were dead to the world, now I'm dead to you
Haunting your own house, nothing to lose
How did I let you sink your fangs so deep? Ah
You know you can't breathe on your own

Past the point of rescuing, why'd I keep pushing my luck?
The hole I wore into your soul has got too big to overlook
One day the only butterflies left will be in our chests
As we march towards our death, breathing our last breath
I thought we had a future, but we ain't got a chance in hell

So tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you?
Bet it feels pretty real when your skin starts to peel from the bone
You were dead to the world, now I'm dead to you
Haunting your own house, nothing to lose
I let you sink your fangs so deep, ah
You know I can't breathe on my own (You know you can't breathe on your own)
How can I breathe on my own? (How can you breathe on your own?)

The sun is setting on our love, I fear
Letting our loneliness out, into the atmosphere
The tide is turning numb, our chance to turn it 'round
I never thought I'd see my fingernails fall out
I feel so dead for you, I feel so dead for you
I feel so dead for you, I feel so dead for you

Traduzione

Morte
Morte

Salta, salta, salta, salta, sa-sa-sa-salta

Passa la fiasca, perché sto per fare un bagno di sangue
Sarà quella nel tuo stomaco mentre compi una marcia verso la morte

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