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On the verge of no return, why'd you keep fucking it up?<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> | ||
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> | ||
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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Morte<br> | Morte<br> |
Revision as of 06:10, 25 October 2020
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Informazioni generali
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:
Non posso ASPETTARE che venga pubblicato. Amo questa collaborazione. Onorata di averne tatto parte, l'intero album è 🔥 🔥 🔥[2] |
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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
TestoOn the verge of no return, why'd you keep fucking it up? Tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you? Past the point of rescuing, why'd I keep pushing my luck? So tell me, how is it gonna feel without my arms wrapped around, wrapped around you? The sun is setting on our love, I fear |
TraduzioneMorte |
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