Wrap me up
In shimmering silk
Cross my hands
Powder my cheekbones
Make me live
I've coppers prepared
To pay my lonely way
Said and done
Rinsed red from your hands
What we tried
To say that we had once
Mark this stone
"Delusions of love"
Drop me six feet down
Lie to me sweetly
Ask me to think
I could rise from my grave somehow
But all of your freedom moulders with me
Nobody wants you now
Faceless one
Your vultures betrayed
To say you put
A knife in my heart
Is insincere
I held it myself
Your hunters knew me well
Lie to me sweetly
Ask me to think
I could rise from my grave somehow
But all of your freedom moulders with me
Nobody wants you now
Ryan Dawson - Sweetly Lyrics
Ryan Dawson - Sweetly Lyrics
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Wrap me up
In shimmering silk
Cross my hands
Powder my cheekbones
Make me live
I've coppers prepared
To pay my lonely way
Said and done
Rinsed red from your hands
What we tried
To say that we had once
Mark this stone
"Delusions of love"
Drop me six feet down
Lie to me sweetly
Ask me to think
I could rise from my grave somehow
But all of your freedom moulders with me
Nobody wants you now
Faceless one
Your vultures betrayed
To say you put
A knife in my heart
Is insincere
I held it myself
Your hunters knew me well
Lie to me sweetly
Ask me to think
I could rise from my grave somehow
But all of your freedom moulders with me
Nobody wants you now
In shimmering silk
Cross my hands
Powder my cheekbones
Make me live
I've coppers prepared
To pay my lonely way
Said and done
Rinsed red from your hands
What we tried
To say that we had once
Mark this stone
"Delusions of love"
Drop me six feet down
Lie to me sweetly
Ask me to think
I could rise from my grave somehow
But all of your freedom moulders with me
Nobody wants you now
Faceless one
Your vultures betrayed
To say you put
A knife in my heart
Is insincere
I held it myself
Your hunters knew me well
Lie to me sweetly
Ask me to think
I could rise from my grave somehow
But all of your freedom moulders with me
Nobody wants you now
Writer: Ryan Dawson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid