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Trapdoor Social - Whispers Lyrics



Trapdoor Social - Whispers Lyrics




I can see nothing, but she can see red
Pulling back layers stacked up in our heads
There's a part of us
That we don't know

Building machines that we don't understand
Trying to transcend by selling more ads
There's a part of us
We're falling

I'm in a fog, a phantom, a silhouette
I'm in awe, the river ahead of me
At a loss to get out of bed again
I am lost, a kid out of medicine

If I go by myself I'm going nowhere
Been alone now too long to fail to see
But I hold out my hand to go together
And the cold air I grab
Is the only friend that's given me

Modern descendants of murderous hands
Killing the new way with labor and tax
It's in all of us
The story goes

I never thought they'd just sit there and laugh
Counting their billions with blood on their hands
There's a heart in us
We're bleeding

Rally your bombs, your banners, your bayonets
There are laws much bigger than all of this
I'm a pawn or am I a heretic
Carry on and buy what they're selling us

I've got but enough to keep going
And a long, long road
Hold on
Whispers of a new world coming
And a heart full of hope
Hold on

If I go by myself I'm going nowhere
Been alone now too long to fail to see
But I hold out my hand to go together
And the cold air I grab
Is the only friend that's given me
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I can see nothing, but she can see red
Pulling back layers stacked up in our heads
There's a part of us
That we don't know

Building machines that we don't understand
Trying to transcend by selling more ads
There's a part of us
We're falling

I'm in a fog, a phantom, a silhouette
I'm in awe, the river ahead of me
At a loss to get out of bed again
I am lost, a kid out of medicine

If I go by myself I'm going nowhere
Been alone now too long to fail to see
But I hold out my hand to go together
And the cold air I grab
Is the only friend that's given me

Modern descendants of murderous hands
Killing the new way with labor and tax
It's in all of us
The story goes

I never thought they'd just sit there and laugh
Counting their billions with blood on their hands
There's a heart in us
We're bleeding

Rally your bombs, your banners, your bayonets
There are laws much bigger than all of this
I'm a pawn or am I a heretic
Carry on and buy what they're selling us

I've got but enough to keep going
And a long, long road
Hold on
Whispers of a new world coming
And a heart full of hope
Hold on

If I go by myself I'm going nowhere
Been alone now too long to fail to see
But I hold out my hand to go together
And the cold air I grab
Is the only friend that's given me
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Writer: Curt Schneider, Louie Gonzalez, Merritt Graves, Skylar Boorman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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