Ticking clock, it feels like gunshots in the night
An expensive way to watch your life pass by
Next, the hour comes when birds stir in their nests Bleary-eyed and stumbling through another night without rest
Cause the terrors of the night open wounds that never healed
They become our company when we are alone
Will we never free our minds from the horrors and surreal?
Slaves to all the symphonies of our subconscious, cold and tired, but never losing hope
Hello darkness, my old friend. I see you're back tonight
Sit upon my chest and fill my head with lies
Stretch to infinity and take back what is yours
This weary heart is useless when it's full of nothing but remorse
FirstBourne - Symphony of Subconscious Lyrics
FirstBourne - Symphony of Subconscious Lyrics
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Ticking clock, it feels like gunshots in the night
An expensive way to watch your life pass by
Next, the hour comes when birds stir in their nests Bleary-eyed and stumbling through another night without rest
Cause the terrors of the night open wounds that never healed
They become our company when we are alone
Will we never free our minds from the horrors and surreal?
Slaves to all the symphonies of our subconscious, cold and tired, but never losing hope
Hello darkness, my old friend. I see you're back tonight
Sit upon my chest and fill my head with lies
Stretch to infinity and take back what is yours
This weary heart is useless when it's full of nothing but remorse
An expensive way to watch your life pass by
Next, the hour comes when birds stir in their nests Bleary-eyed and stumbling through another night without rest
Cause the terrors of the night open wounds that never healed
They become our company when we are alone
Will we never free our minds from the horrors and surreal?
Slaves to all the symphonies of our subconscious, cold and tired, but never losing hope
Hello darkness, my old friend. I see you're back tonight
Sit upon my chest and fill my head with lies
Stretch to infinity and take back what is yours
This weary heart is useless when it's full of nothing but remorse
Writer: VENKATESAN THANGARAJ, ADRIENNE ELIZABETH COWAN, JIMMY HENDRIX DE OLIVEIRA
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave