Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Nature, artist - A Lot Like Birds. Album song No Place, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 28.10.2013
Record label: Equal Vision
Song language: English
No Nature |
I say the devil runs this hole |
And hides his subjects wisely |
We won’t be waiting |
We won’t be waiting |
Oh please. |
(Give it up!) |
Don’t use your spells on me. |
(Give it up! Do your worst!) |
Disruption, the séance, a curse upon all of us |
An addiction to chaos? |
I can relate |
Kinda got the same damn problem myself |
Away from the furnace it feels like a vague supernatural strain |
Get closer baby! |
It’s like the real flame! |
How long can you hold in your breath for? |
Long enough to fan out the fumes? |
Who is it you’re saving your best for? |
And is he showing up soon? |
To show you that all prayers fall on deaf ears |
Best to save the fresh air |
And hey, who can blame you for wishing? |
(Give it up!) |
Hope’s probably the last thing any of us can take from you. |
(Stop!) |
But we’ll get there eventually. |
We take everything |
Why’d you even come back in the first place? |
(Turn! Back!) |
This isn’t your home anymore. |
It’s mine. |
It’s ours. |
(Leave.) |
My tangled knots are wound so tight they never untie |
My mangled tongue’s a mother birthing nothing but lies |
My prodigy’s in the dark with no need for eyes |
Hold on, watch your step when you’re walking down |
Don’t want to wake anyone |
Everything you lost watches closely |
Don’t go far from the stairs |
Oh, when will it be all over? |
Will you let me leave when it’s over? |
I know you’re not superstitious but you might just want to give it a try |
Cross your heart and pray to die now! |
Knock on wood, turn off the lights now! |
Put your skin where I can taste it! |
Come on down, we’re in the basement! |
Oh god, someone save us from us! |
Pacing back and forth, pacing back and forwards |
Words fill up the space, words fill up the spaces |
Is there any way, is there any way in? |
In or out’s the same, in or out’s the same place |
Home can be such a terrible place |
When they won’t let you leave |
When you don’t have the means |
If I die in my sleep, will I dream before I do? |
And live this one final night in my desolate room |
The room inside my head, ceilingless, fulfilling |
If God can grant me this, then I might just go willing |