F.T Max Dervan of Wolf Culture
LYRICS:
It's time for a seance
Cause I don't know when I last felt fine
And I'm sick of the chaos
Calling all lost souls to take this curse of mine
If fairytales were based in fact
Our faith would never bloom
I was only born to disappoint
Don't act like you don't think it too
This rot in me runs deep I need
Something insecure what's about it release
Hold off on that ouija board
Cause it doesn't make it easier
Pareidolias my destroyer and I won't stop haunting me
So here's your chance to run away
We're hexed you shouldn't stay so
Don't pretend when I let you down again
Are you astral or just a Wiccan
I used to give off light like a beacon now I
Got non of my magic left in me
I'm just tragic but the ghosts still love me
How do you pretend
Like you see an end
A way to mend
A break with no bend
Well I'm over all the sorcery
Kadabra like you're cursing me
Seen the end of eternity and all ends so perfectly
So stop praying on your knees
Clutching roseries
Staying only makes it worse
I'll be leaving here in a blacked out hearse
I need some alchemy
Someone give their blessing to me
So remedy these itching bones
Stability is something that won't grace my home
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21 сен 2022
