Song | Inertia |
Artist | Down Royale |
Album | Sway |
Receptors ignite the misconception of happiness | |
It will never | |
Dislodged from your perch, now powerless in this systematic turn | |
For what its worth, the freedom is there it’s yours to earn | |
So take it, mend it, abide the scripts and make this unmistaken, now face it | |
Every step you gain is my every inch of pain | |
Shades of red stain my eyes, next to you a body of lies | |
It’s all in your head | |
This will never be the same | |
This is not your game | |
Just think about it | |
To blame it on this something so pitiful | |
An excuse just to break this inertia | |
That wait is over, you can taste it | |
Here’s your chance to forget this ever happened | |
You’re in over your head | |
It will never be the same | |
A dream unforeseen to an innocent heart | |
Not in a million years could you tear this apart | |
While it’s a nice thought just resume with your child’s play | |
A sickening way, some would say, written like poetry | |
It will never be the same |
Receptors ignite the misconception of happiness | |
It will never | |
Dislodged from your perch, now powerless in this systematic turn | |
For what its worth, the freedom is there it' s yours to earn | |
So take it, mend it, abide the scripts and make this unmistaken, now face it | |
Every step you gain is my every inch of pain | |
Shades of red stain my eyes, next to you a body of lies | |
It' s all in your head | |
This will never be the same | |
This is not your game | |
Just think about it | |
To blame it on this something so pitiful | |
An excuse just to break this inertia | |
That wait is over, you can taste it | |
Here' s your chance to forget this ever happened | |
You' re in over your head | |
It will never be the same | |
A dream unforeseen to an innocent heart | |
Not in a million years could you tear this apart | |
While it' s a nice thought just resume with your child' s play | |
A sickening way, some would say, written like poetry | |
It will never be the same |