Shadows line the walls
With veins of moss and vines
The wind feints your cry
I hear it all the time
I'm tired of spirits calling
To me, time was never kind
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Embers in your throat
Deaf to my pleas for peace
Ignored the rising smoke
And blamed the flames on me
I'm haunted by my leave
And by you in all my dreams
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Vengeance built the pyre
That waits beneath the trees
And at the eleventh hour
I knew She'd come for me
Feed the flame to my
Self-indulged decree
Wrap me in wrath's fire
So I can find my peace
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Arden Woolf - Fever Dream Lyrics
Arden Woolf - Fever Dream Lyrics
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Shadows line the walls
With veins of moss and vines
The wind feints your cry
I hear it all the time
I'm tired of spirits calling
To me, time was never kind
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Embers in your throat
Deaf to my pleas for peace
Ignored the rising smoke
And blamed the flames on me
I'm haunted by my leave
And by you in all my dreams
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Vengeance built the pyre
That waits beneath the trees
And at the eleventh hour
I knew She'd come for me
Feed the flame to my
Self-indulged decree
Wrap me in wrath's fire
So I can find my peace
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
With veins of moss and vines
The wind feints your cry
I hear it all the time
I'm tired of spirits calling
To me, time was never kind
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Embers in your throat
Deaf to my pleas for peace
Ignored the rising smoke
And blamed the flames on me
I'm haunted by my leave
And by you in all my dreams
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Vengeance built the pyre
That waits beneath the trees
And at the eleventh hour
I knew She'd come for me
Feed the flame to my
Self-indulged decree
Wrap me in wrath's fire
So I can find my peace
I can't shake your memory
You haunt all of my fever dreams
Burn what's left down to the ground
And light a fire under me
Upon my bed of memories
For what is lost cannot be found
Will not be found
Writer: Alexandra Ward
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