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 рокDate 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 |