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southern woods cult - colder climate كلمات الأغنية

so removed from the marked path
where it’s warmer, your epitaph reads
you don’t know, you wouldn’t know
they couldn’t know you’re not
deceased
cut the film and you’ve vanished
and your car never managed to be
found there in disrepair
under the layers of dead
leaves

you’ve been living where it’s hidden
away from her eyes
it’s colder climate than what you like

you can’t sweat the small things anymore, julia
miss it, do ya? (walking even faster towards a burning home even if you find that you are still alone)
miss it, do ya? (even in the present light of burning day, you would say it’s freezing just to run away)

no matter how much you try
the cruel one keeps you up at night
those sharpened blades, your airways
the blurry haze
no way to fight
and so those eyes you so sought for
become the knives you would reach for, until
they swarm the trees when you should need
to stop and think, they don’t know what makes you
cry
you know she won’t talk back to you
but you need her to try
that’s colder climate than what you like

you can’t sweat the small things anymore, julia
miss it, do ya? (rabbits everywhere, swimming in your head, but you still need to know where your mother went)
miss it, do ya? (you were only twelve when it still made sense, now you know a world where nothing’s innocent)
miss it, do ya, miss julia?

she runs for miles, and she knows
there’s no one out there who would go
even without a mask, they’d know her face
she went to that dark and evil place

did you find what you wanted?
the missing signs never came down
and you saw that symbol around
something inside you remained haunted
and then the ghosts came out

you can’t sweat the small things anymore, julia
miss it, do ya?
miss it, do ya, miss julia?
run to your ghosts, miss julia
watch where you step, miss julia
rabbits are watching miss julia
there is the road, miss julia
where does it lead?
who did she read?
don’t miss your step
never forget

it’s not like i ever missed the old world, but there’s something about this place that keeps calling me back… the mist feels good… now the real journey begins

- southern woods cult

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