Violence
I see violence
As my choice
Of progress
And ask why
You can't shut the f*ck up
You syphon
The life right out of me
I'm all out of reactions
And locked down
You breathing cigarettes
Must I fight my way out?
Oh, you have told me a million of times
I know all of your punchlines
Oh, you have told me a million of times
And my role has no lines
Boast in nostalgia
You wanna paint me a ghost
Dressed up in your prime
You wanna paint me a ghost
You syphon
The life right out of me
I'm all out of reactions
And flinch at
Your mono narratives
I taste blood
Oh, you have told me a million of times
I know all of your punchlines
Oh, you have told me a million of times
And my role has no lines
These monologues
Are dialogues
Only to you
Only to you
Give me sleep
Or give me death
Give me sleep
Or give me death
I Am Bones - Syphon Lyrics
I Am Bones - Syphon Lyrics
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Violence
I see violence
As my choice
Of progress
And ask why
You can't shut the f*ck up
You syphon
The life right out of me
I'm all out of reactions
And locked down
You breathing cigarettes
Must I fight my way out?
Oh, you have told me a million of times
I know all of your punchlines
Oh, you have told me a million of times
And my role has no lines
Boast in nostalgia
You wanna paint me a ghost
Dressed up in your prime
You wanna paint me a ghost
You syphon
The life right out of me
I'm all out of reactions
And flinch at
Your mono narratives
I taste blood
Oh, you have told me a million of times
I know all of your punchlines
Oh, you have told me a million of times
And my role has no lines
These monologues
Are dialogues
Only to you
Only to you
Give me sleep
Or give me death
Give me sleep
Or give me death
I see violence
As my choice
Of progress
And ask why
You can't shut the f*ck up
You syphon
The life right out of me
I'm all out of reactions
And locked down
You breathing cigarettes
Must I fight my way out?
Oh, you have told me a million of times
I know all of your punchlines
Oh, you have told me a million of times
And my role has no lines
Boast in nostalgia
You wanna paint me a ghost
Dressed up in your prime
You wanna paint me a ghost
You syphon
The life right out of me
I'm all out of reactions
And flinch at
Your mono narratives
I taste blood
Oh, you have told me a million of times
I know all of your punchlines
Oh, you have told me a million of times
And my role has no lines
These monologues
Are dialogues
Only to you
Only to you
Give me sleep
Or give me death
Give me sleep
Or give me death
Writer: JOHANNES GAMMELBY
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing