Tearing out my insides
Taken in by your fire
Crept till dawn, as you trailed me home alone
Kept awake for no one
Sunday left without a sound
you'll extol for mercy on my soul
Idle time is the scene of your crime
October skies bare witness with the night
Bastard sons that run are easier to spy
there is one thing that looks you in the eyes
hey fiend far below
Can you spare some time for revelry
Not sure what’s in store, soak it up it’s free
hey fiend fall below
can you spare some time for some revelry
Not sure what’s in store, soak it up it’s free
When its revelry
Kept awake for no one
Sunday left without a sound
I’ll extol for mercy on my soul
Idle time is the scene of your crime
October skies bare witness with the night
Bastard sons that run are easier to spy
there is one thing that looks you in the eye
hey fiend fall below
can you spare some time for some revelry
Not sure what’s in store, soak it up it’s free
Hey fiend far below
Can you spare some time for some revelry?
Not sure what’s in store soak it up it’s free
When its revelry
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