The walls surround no escape
Nothingness, no mind, no face
The curtains drawn, tucked in place
Waiting for it's sweet embrace
These old hands, for what they're worth
Instruments of love and hurt
Surrogates for a beating heart
Used to build or tear apart
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never leave this place
Of all the most precious things
A memory, a waking dream
All that I hold dear to me
Trappings all around me
The sense of peace
Without holding that
Look upon my face like that
Is all I need
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never let this go
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never let this go
Postlooperish - Gilded Cage Lyrics
Postlooperish - Gilded Cage Lyrics
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The walls surround no escape
Nothingness, no mind, no face
The curtains drawn, tucked in place
Waiting for it's sweet embrace
These old hands, for what they're worth
Instruments of love and hurt
Surrogates for a beating heart
Used to build or tear apart
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never leave this place
Of all the most precious things
A memory, a waking dream
All that I hold dear to me
Trappings all around me
The sense of peace
Without holding that
Look upon my face like that
Is all I need
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never let this go
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never let this go
Nothingness, no mind, no face
The curtains drawn, tucked in place
Waiting for it's sweet embrace
These old hands, for what they're worth
Instruments of love and hurt
Surrogates for a beating heart
Used to build or tear apart
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never leave this place
Of all the most precious things
A memory, a waking dream
All that I hold dear to me
Trappings all around me
The sense of peace
Without holding that
Look upon my face like that
Is all I need
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never let this go
All my things lined up in a row
As the dust settles I know
That I'll never let this go
Writer: Jeremy Discenza
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