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The Northern - Ataraxia lyrics

Artist: The Northern

album: Solstice


I've spent my life on the side lines.
Watching countless times as you tossed him to the side.
He lies awake in the dead of night,
A tortured soul yearning the safety of his daughters life.
This time you've crossed the line.
It's your turn to suffer.
Can you see the hell in your fathers eyes?
Worn down, defeated as he screams inside.
Reach out and end this game.
When you have no one left,
You'll have yourself to blame.
Read me a story from your book of lies.
Make sure that's it's riddled with guilt trips and pride.
You always try to paint a picture,
But your canvas is made of deceit.
Tell me no more stories.
Say something real to me.
Say something real to me.
You have this one last chance to turn this around,
Say sorry to that fragile man.
That fragile man.
This one last chance.
Read me a story from your book of lies.
Make sure that's it's riddled with guilt trips and pride.
You always try to paint a picture,
But your canvas is made of deceit.
Tell me no more stories,
Say something real to me.
It feels so good.
To float above the others.
Don't look down.
Just hold him close.
Help me, help me;
Through the dark and the dead of night.
When the dawn breaks.
I'll be beside you.
Hold me close.

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