Invisible silent
Triple twilit
Swinging door
No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war
Insidious skyline
Fetid byline
Standard and poor
These words an incitement
An indictment
An open sore
Nothing more
Confederate styling
Yankee dry heave
Banshee squall
This isn't your crisis
Any way you slice it
It's not your call
It's not your fault
It's a simple thing, empathy
Don't you make a symphony of my sympathy
I've been you
One day you will have been me too
This crown shrinks like violets
This autopilot
Has run ashore
This town stinks like violence
In a dry wind
Breathe insipid lore
No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war
Thirsty gore
Bursting pores
Mercy corps
Cursed bore
Nothing more
The Roommate - Tri Twi Lyrics
The Roommate - Tri Twi Lyrics
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English
Invisible silent
Triple twilit
Swinging door
No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war
Insidious skyline
Fetid byline
Standard and poor
These words an incitement
An indictment
An open sore
Nothing more
Confederate styling
Yankee dry heave
Banshee squall
This isn't your crisis
Any way you slice it
It's not your call
It's not your fault
It's a simple thing, empathy
Don't you make a symphony of my sympathy
I've been you
One day you will have been me too
This crown shrinks like violets
This autopilot
Has run ashore
This town stinks like violence
In a dry wind
Breathe insipid lore
No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war
Thirsty gore
Bursting pores
Mercy corps
Cursed bore
Nothing more
Triple twilit
Swinging door
No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war
Insidious skyline
Fetid byline
Standard and poor
These words an incitement
An indictment
An open sore
Nothing more
Confederate styling
Yankee dry heave
Banshee squall
This isn't your crisis
Any way you slice it
It's not your call
It's not your fault
It's a simple thing, empathy
Don't you make a symphony of my sympathy
I've been you
One day you will have been me too
This crown shrinks like violets
This autopilot
Has run ashore
This town stinks like violence
In a dry wind
Breathe insipid lore
No need for excitement
It's just lightning
It's just war
Thirsty gore
Bursting pores
Mercy corps
Cursed bore
Nothing more
Writer: Kent Lambert
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid