Song | Fear From Death |
Artist | Kyte |
Album | Dead Waves |
Here’s the first of the anger and shout | |
Gaining volume, speed and doubt | |
Up in the clouds | |
Power cuts and smothered love | |
Pushing past the pretend fun | |
We’re all alone | |
Turn away, don’t raise your eyes to us | |
Think of dead trees, think of dark seas | |
Your broken neck should make this hard for us | |
We always helped you and took your word true | |
It’s the boat that missed its chance | |
In the thundering at last | |
We’ll move along | |
Turn away, don’t raise your eyes to us | |
Think of dead trees, think of dark seas | |
Your broken neck should make this hard for us | |
We always helped you and took your word true |
Here' s the first of the anger and shout | |
Gaining volume, speed and doubt | |
Up in the clouds | |
Power cuts and smothered love | |
Pushing past the pretend fun | |
We' re all alone | |
Turn away, don' t raise your eyes to us | |
Think of dead trees, think of dark seas | |
Your broken neck should make this hard for us | |
We always helped you and took your word true | |
It' s the boat that missed its chance | |
In the thundering at last | |
We' ll move along | |
Turn away, don' t raise your eyes to us | |
Think of dead trees, think of dark seas | |
Your broken neck should make this hard for us | |
We always helped you and took your word true |