Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Jesse Intense, artist - The Amity Affliction. Album song Severed Ties, in the genre Date of issue: 03.10.2008
Record label: Boomtown
Song language: English
Jesse Intense |
| I let go of these cold nights long ago |
| And now it’s time for you to follow suit |
| Take the night sky tears |
| And those burning eyes stinging from pusuit |
| Take the regret and sallow timbre |
| And throw it to the ocean |
| Where misery can seek it out |
| You know misery |
| Loves a lonely stranger |
| And youve been waiting with open arms |
| For so long |
| So long |
| Well take a breath and rule it out |
| It’s high time for your chest |
| To resonate |
| Something more tangible |
| The angles there cutting in |
| There destoying the cohesion |
| Cutting ties and killing freinds |
| So long, so long |
| That now it seems to be a farce |
| But it’s painted |
| On your face like a spread of an open book |
| Time to throw it to the fire |
| Settle down beneath the ocean |
| Stare upwards |
| Raise your arms and say good night |
| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score |
| And homeward bound |
| And homeward bound |
| And youve been waiting with open arms |
| For so long |
| So long |
| Well take a breath and rule it out |
| It’s high time for your chest |
| To resonate |
| Something more tangible |
| The angles there cutting in |
| There destoying the cohesion |
| Cutting ties and killing freinds |
| So long, so long |
| That now it seems to be a farce |
| But it’s painted |
| On your face like a spread of an open book |
| Time to throw it to the fire |
| Settle down beneath the ocean |
| Stare upwards |
| Raise your arms and say good night |
| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score |
| And homeward bound |
| And homeward bound |
| Oh yeah |
| I’ll find you so long |
| I’ll find you so long |
| I’ll find your solidarity |
| I’ll find you so long |
| I’ll find you so long |
| I’ll find your solidarity |
| So long, so long |
| That now it seems to be a farce |
| But it’s painted |
| On your face like a spread of an open book |
| Time to throw it to the fire |
| Settle down beneath the ocean |
| Stare upwards |
| Raise your arms and say good night |
| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score |
| And homeward bound |
| And homeward bound |
| So long, so long |
| That now it seems to be a farce |
| But it’s painted |
| On your face like a spread of an open book |
| Time to throw it to the fire |
| Settle down beneath the ocean |
| Stare upwards |
| Raise your arms and say good night |
| Tomorrow the sun comes to settle the score |
| And homeward bound |
| And homeward bound |