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Just doing what you’ll be doing Video (MV)




Performed By: Allotropes
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Stephen Swales




Allotropes - Just doing what you’ll be doing Lyrics
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Burning bridges fuelled by my spree
The reflection stares back so coldly
Another face, one that you sold me
Echoes of a promise, a hollow ring
I'm shedding skin you won't be owning
In rhythm with the heart you're stoning
I'm biting the hand that doesn't feed
In the distance I see
You feel the efficiency
Of what we need
Out of greed
I'm getting my revenge in early
Just doing what you'll be doing surely
In the distance I see
You feel the efficiency
Of me, my revenge in early
Just doing what you'll be doing surely
Now the smoke clears, I'm the clarity
Your game's a ghost town, such a rarity
Painted your colours, but they're fading fast
I'm the future, you're the relic of the past
Amidst the static, my voice breaks free
Melodies in major, but the pain's in minor key
Vows and oaths, just smoke and mirrors
Lines you crossed, they couldn't be clearer
Fractured tales spun into chains
I'm cutting loose from your deceiving games
And with every truth that I unfold
I'm the warmth in the cold, breaking your hold
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Burning bridges fuelled by my spree
The reflection stares back so coldly
Another face, one that you sold me
Echoes of a promise, a hollow ring
I'm shedding skin you won't be owning
In rhythm with the heart you're stoning
I'm biting the hand that doesn't feed
In the distance I see
You feel the efficiency
Of what we need
Out of greed
I'm getting my revenge in early
Just doing what you'll be doing surely
In the distance I see
You feel the efficiency
Of me, my revenge in early
Just doing what you'll be doing surely
Now the smoke clears, I'm the clarity
Your game's a ghost town, such a rarity
Painted your colours, but they're fading fast
I'm the future, you're the relic of the past
Amidst the static, my voice breaks free
Melodies in major, but the pain's in minor key
Vows and oaths, just smoke and mirrors
Lines you crossed, they couldn't be clearer
Fractured tales spun into chains
I'm cutting loose from your deceiving games
And with every truth that I unfold
I'm the warmth in the cold, breaking your hold
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Writer: Stephen Swales
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