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anry l. studios - the heart acoustic كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
think of these thoughts as hackneyed and trite
clichéd, depraved, disturbing and contrived
shallow, cold, wretched. miserable, dark and any other adjective

[verse 2]
choose to sit safely out of the sun
away from rays so blinding to the eye
singing songs someone’s already sung
averting gaze from pitiful light

[verse 3]
but as complacency settles, anxieties will rise
and part this soul as jekyll parted hyde
now i’m but half of a hollow flan’s lies
the love, the hate, the emotional side

[chorus 1]
what’s the point in trying if this end result of dying
sits persistently encloaked in dimness
life can’t thrive controlled by digits

[verse 4]
“i know what i’ve done
i know that i’m vile
but sometimes that is needed to survive”
that’s what i’ll say to rationalize
“i’m needed if we’re to stay alive”
and yet, here i lie with hollowed out eyes
my mind’s consigned our sighs to a leaden void
the soul remains tempered, i remain plied
condemned ‘til we are both all but destroyed
[chorus 2]
but i know that one plus one can’t equal two
if happiness is both our truths
our total sum must equal one if we’re to find that golden hue
spiralling down entropically
i beg of thee, have mercy on me
i am just a boy, you see
i plead of thee, have sympathy for me

[bridge]
see how it hurts when the sound (begins to ring)
and you feel it start to rot (ahh)
and you beg for it to stop (ahh)
but you’ve already dug your lot in the ground
see how the mind tricks the so_o_o_oul
into being something sickly, dead and cold
(endlessly, helplessly, ceaselessly, callously) (how could you, vi?)
(senselessly, tactlessly, fractally, haplessly) (why? why? why? why?)
as you feel it start to tire and fester so, so slowly
(agony, tragedy, patterned duality) (you made me cry)
up until the point where it will (i want to) finally die
(haptically grappling me, backing the apathy)
just in time to see what could have been

[outro]
do what you want, you automaton freaks
no, i can no longer bring myself to care
this withering tree’s beginning to creak
so take control, let’s see how you fare

- anry l studios

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