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Skyborn Video (MV)




Performed By: The Ministry of Science
Language: English
Length: 4:14
Written by: Brian Bond




The Ministry of Science - Skyborn Lyrics




Squeeze the needle push the alarm
I'm at the end of the ropes it's a god
They come and scold my soul
They come in the night
They told me to be alone

Freeze me in
Tell me your dreams
I will take them all
And take them with me

I confuse you I will lose you
I will tear you asunder the sky
I'll abuse you I'll approve you
And send you to the front of the line

Take your time
Feed the wolves they'll be hungry for more
Next week when you least expect it
They'll come at your door
It doesn't matter your thoughts doesn't matter
Cause they don't care for you at all

Feed me hope lead me to well
Show me my pain let me gather dust on your shelf
Feed me your pain show me your wealth
And hell at my hands
Make me something that you approve of
Make me something your mother would approve of
Feed me hope show me your well
And take me to home leave me with my health arms wide open
The smile I love you
With home with me again with me again now
Fear the wolves that won't make you whole
Make me something
That your mother would approve of
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Squeeze the needle push the alarm
I'm at the end of the ropes it's a god
They come and scold my soul
They come in the night
They told me to be alone

Freeze me in
Tell me your dreams
I will take them all
And take them with me

I confuse you I will lose you
I will tear you asunder the sky
I'll abuse you I'll approve you
And send you to the front of the line

Take your time
Feed the wolves they'll be hungry for more
Next week when you least expect it
They'll come at your door
It doesn't matter your thoughts doesn't matter
Cause they don't care for you at all

Feed me hope lead me to well
Show me my pain let me gather dust on your shelf
Feed me your pain show me your wealth
And hell at my hands
Make me something that you approve of
Make me something your mother would approve of
Feed me hope show me your well
And take me to home leave me with my health arms wide open
The smile I love you
With home with me again with me again now
Fear the wolves that won't make you whole
Make me something
That your mother would approve of
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Writer: Brian Bond
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