Magnetic gravity
Fool's gold and tragedy
Pulled me in, pulled me in
We die at both ends of the story
So why try to change the end
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
Your nightshade net around my neck
On love I choke
Love, I choke
You put static in my breath
I'll drink your prose
Drink your prose
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
I hear your voice echoes off the walls
I'm rolling the dice hoping that you won't hear me fall
Swallow my shadow whole
I know that you're wrong
Silence is violence, your words turn to smoke
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
Pressley Pardue - 27 (feat. Myles Josephh) Lyrics
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Magnetic gravity
Fool's gold and tragedy
Pulled me in, pulled me in
We die at both ends of the story
So why try to change the end
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
Your nightshade net around my neck
On love I choke
Love, I choke
You put static in my breath
I'll drink your prose
Drink your prose
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
I hear your voice echoes off the walls
I'm rolling the dice hoping that you won't hear me fall
Swallow my shadow whole
I know that you're wrong
Silence is violence, your words turn to smoke
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
Fool's gold and tragedy
Pulled me in, pulled me in
We die at both ends of the story
So why try to change the end
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
Your nightshade net around my neck
On love I choke
Love, I choke
You put static in my breath
I'll drink your prose
Drink your prose
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
I hear your voice echoes off the walls
I'm rolling the dice hoping that you won't hear me fall
Swallow my shadow whole
I know that you're wrong
Silence is violence, your words turn to smoke
Your cold harsh gaze cuts just like ice
God, I wish it was a knife
Sucked it up and spit out life
Trace my love, take up my time
Writer: Pressley Johnson
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