The birds still sing
And the trees still grow
It feels like spring
In the valley below
I bend above the moving stream
I see myself in my own dream
Is concrete the medicine for green lands
The white statues barely stand
We should live underground
Since your so down
Sat in somebody else's colours
Take your time be separate from others
Lament in hell and Hades, gray and old
You'll sit there frightened of the cold
Is concrete the medicine for green lands
The white statues barely stand
It's a noble way to choke
Second hand hydration in your throat
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Poison Beret - the white statues Lyrics
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The birds still sing
And the trees still grow
It feels like spring
In the valley below
I bend above the moving stream
I see myself in my own dream
Is concrete the medicine for green lands
The white statues barely stand
We should live underground
Since your so down
Sat in somebody else's colours
Take your time be separate from others
Lament in hell and Hades, gray and old
You'll sit there frightened of the cold
Is concrete the medicine for green lands
The white statues barely stand
It's a noble way to choke
Second hand hydration in your throat
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
And the trees still grow
It feels like spring
In the valley below
I bend above the moving stream
I see myself in my own dream
Is concrete the medicine for green lands
The white statues barely stand
We should live underground
Since your so down
Sat in somebody else's colours
Take your time be separate from others
Lament in hell and Hades, gray and old
You'll sit there frightened of the cold
Is concrete the medicine for green lands
The white statues barely stand
It's a noble way to choke
Second hand hydration in your throat
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Now I admit I'm afraid
Writer: Arron Carter, Richard Horne
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music