Lyrics
The only way to be quiet is to be quick
The only way to find peace is to act swiftly.
A slow death rite like an innocent fight
A gradual demise like an unintended conflict.
Left me choked and white in a patch of light
Left breathless and pale in a focused beam of light.
Feeling like a wick wax drowned and bright
Feeling like a candlewick submerged and glowing brightly.
Burned skin like a string black ashes slight
Burned skin resembling a string, with faint black ashes.
I know I gotta kick but I can't get sick
Aware of the need to make a change, but unable to avoid illness.
I'll hold you here tight, keep you overnight
Embracing closely, keeping someone through the night.
And it gets too bright, and your body's a brick
When it becomes too intense, and your body feels burdensome.
Keep outta sight while my watch just ticks
Stay hidden while time passes, with a ticking watch.
I'm trying to keep quiet but I can't move quick
Struggling to stay silent while unable to move swiftly.
Drowning in air, light, floating up in flight
Sinking in an atmosphere, weightless and floating upwards.
Then it gets too bright, and your body's a brick
When it becomes overwhelmingly bright, and your body feels heavy.
You fall
You collapse or face a downfall.
I forced myself to be quiet just to be quick
Forced into silence just to act swiftly.
Lead a slow death rite like an innocent fight
Leading towards a slow death, akin to an unintentional conflict.
Left me choked and white in a patch of light
Left breathless and pale in a focused beam of light.
Feeling like a wick wax drowned and bright
Feeling like a candlewick submerged and glowing brightly.
Burned skin like a string black ashes slight
Burned skin resembling a string, with faint black ashes.
I know I gotta kick but I can't get sick
Aware of the need to make a change, but unable to avoid illness.
I'll hold you here tight, keep you overnight
Embracing closely, keeping someone through the night.
And it gets too bright, and your body's a brick
When it becomes too intense, and your body feels burdensome.
But now I'm fucked to die in a world of shit
Now confronted with a difficult situation in a problematic world.
I'm trying to keep quiet but I can't move quick
Struggling to stay silent while unable to move swiftly.
Wings matted with death spilled oil slick
Wings covered in death, with spilled oil creating a slick surface.
Then it gets too bright, and your body's a brick
When it becomes overwhelmingly bright, and your body feels heavy.
And you fall
You experience a downfall.
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