4 acessos
Why does it feel like you're comin' on?
And why do I feel like it's never gone?
The tendrils of dark, like cerebral knives
Cut straight to heart, hyposensitise,
Perceptions are sharp, "working overtime"
Steppin" outside, steppin' outside
It's a timeless dream
With a mindless scene
Where the Sandstorm drifts
As the world turns rifting time,
In this Hourglass it's a landslide.
From the hand you're dealin'
The Tarot reading
Is so misleading,
The cards burn, shift and glide,
In this Hourglass it's a landslide.
The scene is surreal, like a battle won,
But now I can see, I've been overcome,
You took me apart in the candlelight,
Dissected my heart while anesthetised
And now I'm a slave to your darker side
Steppin" outside, steppin' outside
It's a timeless dream
With a mindless scene
Where the Sandstorm drifts
As the world turns rifting time,
In this Hourglass it's a landslide.
From the hand you're dealin'
The Tarot reading
Is so misleading,
The cards burn, shift and glide,
In this Hourglass it's a landslide.