Birds In Row Triste Sire Lyrics


Triste Sire by Birds In Row

Counting reasons not to get up.
Yeah, between sheets all this shit shall end...
If only the world gave me a fucking chance,
I would follow the line and my dreams and I would secure them all.
You know I know about failure and the harder I try, the deeper I sink.
The sunrise is a crucifixion. The apostles still a painful weight.
Don't get me started on sanctuaries, it burns to pronounce their names.
I don't have to know, it's alright, wether the thought of a friend or the taste of a smile could feel right.
I'm not leaving this place, I won't fight.
And if I held the last straw, I'd still be the only winner in here.
I don't need your concern, thank you for all.
Counting reasons not to get up, yeah, between sheets all this shit shall end...
If only you gave me a fucking break I would bear you at least, and I wouldn't just lock up the doors.
Do you know how much I try ? It's the run of the disrespected and I sprint here day after day.
If only you could know all the suffering I feel and all the pain I survived.
You were running as well and I told you to shut up.

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