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Pulses. - untitled. lyrics

Artist: Pulses.

album: bouquet.


There's always a light at the end of the tunnel
Pursue your dreams and come out of the bright side
Draw up a plan and execute swiftly
Shout it out loud, I know that you hear me
I am desperately in need of assistance
I would appreciate your constant persistence
Open me up, operate quickly
Why can't you see that I need you here with me
Unbelievably out my mind
Look it, I'm late, I'm way out of time
Pouring this story with all allegory
Ripping my insides, boring and boring
Where's the life alert, I need to get up
Don't pass this stop, I'll hop on your truck
I'll hope it's going to the promised land
Time is ticking, trickled falling sand
Aggressive words
Grieving disturbed
Inexplicably perturbed
Grotesquely undeserved
Pinching the nerve
Staying inert
Remain constantly concerned
Quickly coming to my terms
I don't want any of this anymore
Game, set and match you've settled the score
Jesus Christ and all of his disciples
Find a way to shut me up, stifle
I don't want any of this anymore
Game, set, match you've settled the score
Jesus Christ and all of his disciples
Find a way to shut me up, stifle
Find a way to shut me up, stifle
Come on, find a way to stifle me
Find a way to shut me up, stifle
Come on, find a way to stifle me
All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they were enough
All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they were enough
All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they were enough
All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they were enough
Look at my face and all it's abrasions
Rationalizing what's to be taken
Mistakes have been made, you cannot go back
Sensical wisdom is what I seem to lack
Trying to make sense of what isn't so clear
Life's a drunk driver and I'm sitting in the rear
I've woken up early and I've reaped what I've sown
Spoils of nothing is what I seem to own
Look at the blood running down from my knees
Locking my door and I haven't got the keys
Memories of life that you've taken away
Crying on the floor thinking right back to this day
Countless of years that I'm living in sin
Let go of my hate because I feel it from within
All of these signs that I've clearly misread
Sprinting through my head, I'll just go instead
Dead

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