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Tennessee Magi - Cycle Souls Lyrics



Tennessee Magi - Cycle Souls Lyrics




I remember the day
Walkin on my way
I remember his face
And some violence took place

Survive
Through the day
Nothin more
No future in store

It's a cycle of souls
Fed into a war
Where the only goal
Is to settle a score

I hope he made it out alive
And found something for all that pride
We're the same him and I
Wrestling every night with our dark side

Hope there's someone in his life
A brother teacher or a wife
Someone with all the right advice
Someone to dull the edge of the knife

This is all gonna end
Every feeling every sin
Every cosmic oblivion
Every feeling ever sin
All along to the end
To the end
To the end

I hope he made it out alive
And found something for all that pride
We're the same him and I
Wrestling every night with our dark side
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I remember the day
Walkin on my way
I remember his face
And some violence took place

Survive
Through the day
Nothin more
No future in store

It's a cycle of souls
Fed into a war
Where the only goal
Is to settle a score

I hope he made it out alive
And found something for all that pride
We're the same him and I
Wrestling every night with our dark side

Hope there's someone in his life
A brother teacher or a wife
Someone with all the right advice
Someone to dull the edge of the knife

This is all gonna end
Every feeling every sin
Every cosmic oblivion
Every feeling ever sin
All along to the end
To the end
To the end

I hope he made it out alive
And found something for all that pride
We're the same him and I
Wrestling every night with our dark side
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Writer: Matthew Johnson
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Performed By: Tennessee Magi
Length: 3:50
Written by: Matthew Johnson

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