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At Arms Length
A fading force, muffeled yell, a question without any answer,
a stone you throw without seeing the wrongs that were made by (you)
Just let it slip, no need to compromize with the first thing that comes to mind
A broken spell, the end of good days, when I stopped pretending.
But you know better...
Just to floors down from my conscience lies a room with a crowd full of bones.
A subliminal voice, transistors turned out to stereo something.
There's too much noice, there's too much air raid, but i can't stand the silence though.
Put through a test, just do what feels right, and trade me that ending
Well do you keep searching for something that can't be found
Well I do to, so keep out of my way.
Believe in me until I stand corrected
Believe in me until I stand down
When heavens lie, and darkness sweeps
A terror tale, for whom to keep..?
Can't stand silence
Can't stand hearing.
Can't stand silence
Can't stand anything
When heavens lie, and darkness sweeps
A terror tale for me to keep
When lost is found
And false is true then I can get what belongs to me...
Well do you keep searching for something that can't be found
Well I do to, but at least mine is within my own reach
It's at arms length
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It's at arms length
Well I do to, but at least mine is within my own reach
Well do you keep searching for something that can't be found
And false is true then I can get what belongs to me...
When lost is found
A terror tale for me to keep
When heavens lie, and darkness sweeps
Can't stand anything
Can't stand silence
Can't stand hearing.
Can't stand silence
A terror tale, for whom to keep..?
When heavens lie, and darkness sweeps
Believe in me until I stand down
Believe in me until I stand corrected
Well I do to, so keep out of my way.
Well do you keep searching for something that can't be found
Put through a test, just do what feels right, and trade me that ending
There's too much noice, there's too much air raid, but i can't stand the silence though.
A subliminal voice, transistors turned out to stereo something.
Just to floors down from my conscience lies a room with a crowd full of bones.
But you know better...
A broken spell, the end of good days, when I stopped pretending.
Just let it slip, no need to compromize with the first thing that comes to mind
a stone you throw without seeing the wrongs that were made by (you)
A fading force, muffeled yell, a question without any answer,
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