Song | True Thrush |
Artist | Dan Deacon |
Album | America |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Beast of my brain, everybody's the same | |
With the beast's control, it will never turn gold, and that's just life | |
Don't touch the flame, of the burning decay | |
With the lies you've been sold, let the nightmare unfold, if you don't mind | |
And they're all out, | |
I'm lost there alone | |
No hand to hold high, | |
Looking for me, | |
I'm goneSpread those wings wide and take me along | |
Now show me the sky and tell me | |
I'm wrong |