Sickle, sickle, set me aside
Burn the bridge, no mercy tonight as they run
To retrograde love, and I know the spectre is calling
Mountains are falling below into replication
And I lay to waste my life
Halcyon days and nights
So I could be one of them
I could be one of them
Promises buried twice
Down where they won't survive
So I could be one of them
Gripping to relevance
These silhouettes will drive me crazy
Brittle sparrow, pale by design
Delicate, they corner my mind
Feel them run, I'm feeling them run
Precious is the retrograde in power
With no emotion
It brings devotion and starts to fade
And I lay to waste my life
Halcyon days and nights
So I could be one of them
I could be one of them
Promises buried twice
Down where they won't survive
So I could be one of them
Gripping to relevance
These silhouettes will make me contemplate
Will I fit or will I fade away?
Burning bridges as devotions fade
Irrelevance is imminent, I could be one of them
Oh

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Writer(s): COURTNEY LAPLANTE, DANIEL BRAUNSTEIN, MICHAEL STRINGER, WILLIAM CROOK