Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Breaking Bones, artist - KYTE. Album song Love to Be Lost, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 16.06.2013
Record label: Tanglade
Song language: English
Breaking Bones |
Sometimes the smoke, is alive with control |
And the poison in the conversation turns, our roles |
Awake with the hope, of a new day new ropes |
But the language takes no prisoners or hearts, of their own |
And now, I fold, this home |
To make believe the ways to be alone |
I thought this with my eyes closed, soon enough |
I’ll be towering high |
We came straight from the nightlife, no sentiment |
Once we learn how to spy |
Breaking your mold, it’s the curse of the cold |
Where the shadows meet the history, it blurs to unknown |
Sinking through soil, to the six foot reserve |
Hold your breath before the windows fill |
With faces from the old |
And now, I fold, this home |
To make believe the ways to be alone |
I thought this with my eyes closed, soon enough |
I’ll be towering high |
We came straight from the nightlife, no sentiment |
Once we learn how to spy |
I thought this with my eyes closed, soon enough |
I’ll be towering high |
We came straight from the nightlife, no sentiment |
Once we learn how to spy |