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The Flesh Video (MV)




Performed By: Pons
Length: 5:47
Written by: Jackson Halus, Samuel Daugherty




Pons - The Flesh Lyrics




Found at home in your sanctuary
You try crawl but your running on empty
You give some love to back of the nosebleeds
You do some drugs just to never stay lonely
Look who's standing at the door
You might just see the man that followed you home
You might have learned something you wouldn't have known
When the shadows start to fight, I throw

It holds a grip on me
Frustrated

Boiling hot, I started to spill
I saw the flesh turn to steel
I tried to watch standing on my heels
But I got reminded I'm not welcome here
Ah, mercury on the carpet
We're on fire, someone come stop it
Who would have known, he was so quiet
Look in the attic you'll find a riot

The fire is growing
The embers they roam
The flames have no bias
They hit closest to home
You might see the red rising
When you look in the sky
You might see purple rings
Spread from under my eyes

It holds a grip on me
Frustrated

Boiling hot, I started to spill
I saw the flesh turn to steel
I tried to watch standing on my heels
But I got reminded I'm not welcome here
Ah, mercury on the carpet
We're on fire, someone come stop it
Who would have known, he was so quiet
Look in the attic you'll find a riot

Look at what you lost in the fire
I say look what I built from the ash
It may look as if I'm tired
But the looks could never change the facts
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Found at home in your sanctuary
You try crawl but your running on empty
You give some love to back of the nosebleeds
You do some drugs just to never stay lonely
Look who's standing at the door
You might just see the man that followed you home
You might have learned something you wouldn't have known
When the shadows start to fight, I throw

It holds a grip on me
Frustrated

Boiling hot, I started to spill
I saw the flesh turn to steel
I tried to watch standing on my heels
But I got reminded I'm not welcome here
Ah, mercury on the carpet
We're on fire, someone come stop it
Who would have known, he was so quiet
Look in the attic you'll find a riot

The fire is growing
The embers they roam
The flames have no bias
They hit closest to home
You might see the red rising
When you look in the sky
You might see purple rings
Spread from under my eyes

It holds a grip on me
Frustrated

Boiling hot, I started to spill
I saw the flesh turn to steel
I tried to watch standing on my heels
But I got reminded I'm not welcome here
Ah, mercury on the carpet
We're on fire, someone come stop it
Who would have known, he was so quiet
Look in the attic you'll find a riot

Look at what you lost in the fire
I say look what I built from the ash
It may look as if I'm tired
But the looks could never change the facts
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Writer: Jackson Halus, Samuel Daugherty
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