Lazarus
SugarTape
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I believe in fever dreams for those who are unable
It’s time well spent to make sure that my mind will end up stable
I have seen the finer things sitting on the poor man’s table
But it’s the one thing that he didn’t take that’s got him locked away
I believe in fever dreams like the ones that they print in paper
Take a walk away from home, you’re gonna’ find out on your own
I have seen heavеn’s wings being torn from the backs of angels
Had to hеar me call your name in my fall from grace
And still you left me, bleeding out on the floor
Bleeding out, bleeding out on the floor
Were you there for the glistening of the sunlight on the water
Sending traces of it’s secrets suspended in the air
A story told by a desert scene with a soul condemned to wonder
As she drifts alone in trouble looking for a yesterday
Were you there for the conquering, for the ending of the fable
Where the pale horse and it’s rider came to whisk us all away
A story told by a tired soul laying down for a final slumber
And the words you spoke while drifting out of your mask
And still you left me, bleeding out on the floor
Bleeding out, bleeding out on the floor
Bleeding out (bleeding out), bleeding out on the floor
It’s time well spent to make sure that my mind will end up stable
I have seen the finer things sitting on the poor man’s table
But it’s the one thing that he didn’t take that’s got him locked away
I believe in fever dreams like the ones that they print in paper
Take a walk away from home, you’re gonna’ find out on your own
I have seen heavеn’s wings being torn from the backs of angels
Had to hеar me call your name in my fall from grace
And still you left me, bleeding out on the floor
Bleeding out, bleeding out on the floor
Were you there for the glistening of the sunlight on the water
Sending traces of it’s secrets suspended in the air
A story told by a desert scene with a soul condemned to wonder
As she drifts alone in trouble looking for a yesterday
Were you there for the conquering, for the ending of the fable
Where the pale horse and it’s rider came to whisk us all away
A story told by a tired soul laying down for a final slumber
And the words you spoke while drifting out of your mask
And still you left me, bleeding out on the floor
Bleeding out, bleeding out on the floor
Bleeding out (bleeding out), bleeding out on the floor
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