When I'm drunk, I can feel the good times wash over me
All the smoke from the bar, bathed in collective suffering
But when I'm high I can feel the devil sitting right behind
When I reach for his neck, fear shifts its weight
And it's my face I see as I go plummeting back to earth
When it's you and the darkness
Separated by this existence
What reflections do you find in the shadows there brother?
Is it the world we were told of by our dear mother and father?
Is it echoless
Is it silence
Or is it the world still raging inside us
Recycled forever
My inescapable fate has followed like a shadow
To meet me here at the edge of the wood
I'm no sort of friend in this wilderness
A darkness lost in wanderlust
Fauxox - Judas of Azalea Lyrics
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When I'm drunk, I can feel the good times wash over me
All the smoke from the bar, bathed in collective suffering
But when I'm high I can feel the devil sitting right behind
When I reach for his neck, fear shifts its weight
And it's my face I see as I go plummeting back to earth
When it's you and the darkness
Separated by this existence
What reflections do you find in the shadows there brother?
Is it the world we were told of by our dear mother and father?
Is it echoless
Is it silence
Or is it the world still raging inside us
Recycled forever
My inescapable fate has followed like a shadow
To meet me here at the edge of the wood
I'm no sort of friend in this wilderness
A darkness lost in wanderlust
All the smoke from the bar, bathed in collective suffering
But when I'm high I can feel the devil sitting right behind
When I reach for his neck, fear shifts its weight
And it's my face I see as I go plummeting back to earth
When it's you and the darkness
Separated by this existence
What reflections do you find in the shadows there brother?
Is it the world we were told of by our dear mother and father?
Is it echoless
Is it silence
Or is it the world still raging inside us
Recycled forever
My inescapable fate has followed like a shadow
To meet me here at the edge of the wood
I'm no sort of friend in this wilderness
A darkness lost in wanderlust
Writer: Michael Bishop
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