Sky wreathed in a golden fleece
Shot down by the local police
Is this blood yours or mine?
I might not come back this time
You know you're free to leave
When the sky Shakes you violently
And the mirror shows you truth
Reflecting through every bruise
I used to be
So scared of lsd
Cause the universe
Hates me
Devils in lingerie
Whisper sweet nothings to me
They promise me release
I think I'm free to leave
But I'm not ok
Not ok
But I will be
When I am free
When it's over
I will be
Dead and gone
Future Octobers
Can be so
Cold
When you're rotting corpse grows mold
That's how you know
You are free to leave
That's how you know that
You are free to leave
The Broken E Strings - 'Exit' or 'Jagstang Ideation' Lyrics
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Sky wreathed in a golden fleece
Shot down by the local police
Is this blood yours or mine?
I might not come back this time
You know you're free to leave
When the sky Shakes you violently
And the mirror shows you truth
Reflecting through every bruise
I used to be
So scared of lsd
Cause the universe
Hates me
Devils in lingerie
Whisper sweet nothings to me
They promise me release
I think I'm free to leave
But I'm not ok
Not ok
But I will be
When I am free
When it's over
I will be
Dead and gone
Future Octobers
Can be so
Cold
When you're rotting corpse grows mold
That's how you know
You are free to leave
That's how you know that
You are free to leave
Shot down by the local police
Is this blood yours or mine?
I might not come back this time
You know you're free to leave
When the sky Shakes you violently
And the mirror shows you truth
Reflecting through every bruise
I used to be
So scared of lsd
Cause the universe
Hates me
Devils in lingerie
Whisper sweet nothings to me
They promise me release
I think I'm free to leave
But I'm not ok
Not ok
But I will be
When I am free
When it's over
I will be
Dead and gone
Future Octobers
Can be so
Cold
When you're rotting corpse grows mold
That's how you know
You are free to leave
That's how you know that
You are free to leave
Writer: Orion Flores-Lyon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid