Embraced by nothing but barbed wire
And a sea of my closest friends
Their blood comes in waves and douses the fire
That once spread through the village
Its ash still clawing the back of my throat
Wading through the river
Waist deep in your blood
Soaking frail threads of what we believe comfort to be
The most experienced seamstress would have no hope
No hope
None, none, none
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Embraced by nothing but barbed wire
And a sea of my closest friends
Their blood comes in waves and douses the fire
That once spread through the village
Its ash still clawing the back of my throat
Wading through the river
Waist deep in your blood
Soaking frail threads of what we believe comfort to be
The most experienced seamstress would have no hope
No hope
None, none, none
And a sea of my closest friends
Their blood comes in waves and douses the fire
That once spread through the village
Its ash still clawing the back of my throat
Wading through the river
Waist deep in your blood
Soaking frail threads of what we believe comfort to be
The most experienced seamstress would have no hope
No hope
None, none, none
Writer: Oscar Thorpe
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid