You try to picture all your perfect desires
I'm trying to picture what I even think matters
And I know my mind's made up
You're trying to be all that matters to me
But all I'm seeing is the black in the mornings
I'm not trying to be dramatic or feel alone
But I guess there's one thing that I know
I'll never see through the smoke that's all around you
I've abandoned the hopes of a clear view
Ignite the flames and just recite your vows
Bury my words again, suppression's the plan
My only way of survival
God damn, my vision is turning into grey view
My blind spot's encroaching on you
All my motivation's been burned to the f*cking ground
Perceiving no trace of feeling
The flames are peeling my skin right from my f*cking bones
Black houses, burning ones
All I am, I regret what I've done
All my sins, all I've done
All I am, I'm a loaded gun
Black houses, burning ones
All I am, I regret what I've done
All my sins, all I've done
All I am, I'm a loaded gun
Black houses, they burn with me
I'll cover up my tragedy
Black houses, my feelings will be down with the ashes besides me
It's all too much for the crowd to see, so I'll bury it with me
It's all too much for the crowd to see, the walls will become my floor
I'm just waiting for, the burning of the door
The walls become my floor
Thomas Cucè - Black Houses, Pt. 1 Lyrics
Thomas Cucè - Black Houses, Pt. 1 Lyrics
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You try to picture all your perfect desires
I'm trying to picture what I even think matters
And I know my mind's made up
You're trying to be all that matters to me
But all I'm seeing is the black in the mornings
I'm not trying to be dramatic or feel alone
But I guess there's one thing that I know
I'll never see through the smoke that's all around you
I've abandoned the hopes of a clear view
Ignite the flames and just recite your vows
Bury my words again, suppression's the plan
My only way of survival
God damn, my vision is turning into grey view
My blind spot's encroaching on you
All my motivation's been burned to the f*cking ground
Perceiving no trace of feeling
The flames are peeling my skin right from my f*cking bones
Black houses, burning ones
All I am, I regret what I've done
All my sins, all I've done
All I am, I'm a loaded gun
Black houses, burning ones
All I am, I regret what I've done
All my sins, all I've done
All I am, I'm a loaded gun
Black houses, they burn with me
I'll cover up my tragedy
Black houses, my feelings will be down with the ashes besides me
It's all too much for the crowd to see, so I'll bury it with me
It's all too much for the crowd to see, the walls will become my floor
I'm just waiting for, the burning of the door
The walls become my floor
I'm trying to picture what I even think matters
And I know my mind's made up
You're trying to be all that matters to me
But all I'm seeing is the black in the mornings
I'm not trying to be dramatic or feel alone
But I guess there's one thing that I know
I'll never see through the smoke that's all around you
I've abandoned the hopes of a clear view
Ignite the flames and just recite your vows
Bury my words again, suppression's the plan
My only way of survival
God damn, my vision is turning into grey view
My blind spot's encroaching on you
All my motivation's been burned to the f*cking ground
Perceiving no trace of feeling
The flames are peeling my skin right from my f*cking bones
Black houses, burning ones
All I am, I regret what I've done
All my sins, all I've done
All I am, I'm a loaded gun
Black houses, burning ones
All I am, I regret what I've done
All my sins, all I've done
All I am, I'm a loaded gun
Black houses, they burn with me
I'll cover up my tragedy
Black houses, my feelings will be down with the ashes besides me
It's all too much for the crowd to see, so I'll bury it with me
It's all too much for the crowd to see, the walls will become my floor
I'm just waiting for, the burning of the door
The walls become my floor
Writer: Thomas Cucé
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