Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song X (Mwah), artist - Hellions. Album song Rue, in the genre ХардкорDate of issue: 18.10.2018
Record label: UNFD
Song language: English
X (Mwah) |
| It all set in so slow |
| There’s no light |
| I fear the twilight of my prime |
| Because right now it feels so much |
| Like it’s gonna be the end of my little life |
| I wanna drain the marrow 'fore I make old bones |
| It’s been really nice to know you but for now I gotta go |
| I’m not long for this world |
| It’s nice to know, mwah |
| So are we water without salubrity? |
| We’re not so bright for breathing cosmic debris |
| No, we can’t see |
| I want vertiginous height and speed |
| That just might kill me |
| I am not a spirit of a vision like those young lovelies |
| And I’m never gonna feign an admission |
| 'Cause that doesn’t interest me |
| I know there’s much more left than this slow death |
| That we all suffer at their behest |
| But I just can’t see |
| What’s happening to me |
| Because I’m never gonna see what I’m missing with eyes on my feet |
| And I’m never call this a living |
| When it’s all so rote and unhappy |
| How can I say I made a change |
| When I’m getting further every day? |
| I’m not one for this world |
| (From consistency, from some stability) |
| It’s nice to know, mwah |
| So are we water without solubility? |
| We’re not so bright for breathing cosmic debris |
| No, we can’t see |
| I want vertiginous height and speed |
| That just might kill me |
| One day you’re here and the next day you’re gone |
| The only purpose I feel remains in song |
| If Freddie wrote his Rhapsody at 29 |
| Maybe I still have time for mine |
| I know a poet will find no use for peace |
| I know this is the only way it should be |
| I’ll be dead before I know I’m dying |
| But it doesn’t feel unnatural to me |
| So I howl at the sun |
| It’s taken years but I feel that I’m done |
| Taking posies out my pockets |
| We can all fall down, we can stop it |
| There’s no place for me, my ten dollar words |
| And all the little vanities this world incurs |
| It’s sixes and sevens |
| Can we create a heaven? |
| So are we water without solubility? |
| We’re not so bright for breathing cosmic debris |
| No, we can’t see |
| I want vertiginous height and speed |
| (That just might kill me) |
| So are we water without solubility? |
| We’re not so bright for breathing cosmic debris |
| No, we can’t see |
| I want vertiginous height and speed |
| That just might kill me |
| I am not a spirit of a vision like those young lovelies |
| And I’m never gonna feign an admission |
| 'Cause that doesn’t interest me |
| I know there’s much more left than this slow death |
| That we all suffer at their behest |
| But I just can’t see |
| What’s happening to me |