Song | Waging War On The Forevers |
Artist | Minsk |
Album | Out Of A Center Which Is Neither Dead Nor Alive |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Falling for feeling. | |
Time stops our hearts again. | |
Visceral emanations break bread with remember-whens and has-beens. | |
The nows and the laters wage war on the forevers. | |
Gladly bound to an infinite end. | |
Now corridors echo with these tongue twisting oaths. | |
Proclaiming squalor rather than valor. | |
We will not be placated again |