"Resetting The Senses" lyrics
"Resetting The Senses"
Resetting the senses
Insomnia of my thoughts
A knife-like utopia
Pulsation
Now stagnant
Brings me closer to the final curtain
Genesis of a dying conviction
Resetting the senses
Back to the advent of death
Hell is mine
Sever my arms from me
Cease to hold what's mine
My past is everything I failed
Failed to be
Deaden this present heart
Daydreaming in endless misery
Summer fades into an empty Fall
As the cold crashes back into me
The blade of words graze
Across old pressure points
Testing my response to agony
Sever my arms from me
My past is everything I failed to be
Hell is mine
Pulsation
Now stagnant
Brings me closer to the final curtain
Genesis of a dying conviction
A sharp utopia
Pretending to feel (To feel)
Stuck daydreaming
In a dying reality
We still bled (We still bled)
Deaden this present heart
Daydreaming in endless misery
Summer fades into an empty Fall
As the cold crashes back into me
Resetting the senses
To the start again
Writer(s): William Scott Putney, John Diggs Beatson, Gilbert Joseph Gonzalez, Charles Elder Minix, Tyler Robert Norris, James Tyler Washington
- AZLyrics
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- Foreign Hands Lyrics
album:
"What's Left Unsaid" (2024)
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