Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Composure, artist - Sycamour. Album song Indulgence: A Saga of Lights, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 01.09.2014
Record label: Hopeless
Song language: English
Composure |
| You’re being lied to |
| The ones that claim your heart |
| Are constricting the life from your mind |
| You can’t face it |
| So you maintain the blind |
| Sedated, sedated, sedated |
| Do you really want to give it all up? |
| For a sweet scent debasement |
| Do you really want to give it all up? |
| You’re placing lives at stake, can’t let you walk away |
| If I can’t make you stop, I’ll have to take you out |
| Can I get a little tighter grip on my hands, God? |
| Composure fit for a man: |
| If I never see her again? |
| (If I never see her again?) |
| I will sleep all alone |
| Until she comes home |
| Or let go |
| Let go |
| I see the passion slowly leaving from your eyes |
| I’m trying to save you |
| I tried to save you |
| But there was nothing to hold onto |
| You were sinking |
| I had to leave it |
| The void was screaming for your blood |
| Give me some perspective |
| I’m made of flesh and bone |
| I am not your god |
| Don’t be so pretentious |
| You’re placing lives at stake, can’t let you walk away |
| If I can’t make you stop, I’ll have to take you out |
| Can I get a little tighter grip on my hands, God? |
| Composure fit for a man: |
| If I never see her again? |
| (If I never see her again?) |
| I will sleep all alone |
| Until she comes home |
| Or let go |
| I know, I know we all fear the hounds |
| But what’s life worth when it’s lived underground? |
| We can save some be we cannot save them all |
| Sacrifices must be made |
| There’s no peace without exchange |
| Legs buckle under burdened backs |
| But what of free hearts and minds? |
| Staked, placed inside my hand: |
| Contrived |
| (Trenton Woodley): |
| These snakes I see seething |
| Bring promise redeemed for your soul: |
| Cheap clothes with loose seams and holes |
| Steady your breathing, remember your role |
| My whole world, I don’t want to have to end you |
| Stay the course at hand |
| You promised we’d be to the end |
| I can’t let you take this chance |
| All I ever wanted was your honesty |
| Can I get a little tighter grip on my hands, God? |
| Composure fit for a man: |
| If I neversee her again? |
| (If I never see her again?) |
| I will sleep all alone |
| Until she comes home |
| Or let go |