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Auctioned
- wykonawca: Dark Tranquillity
Outsmart the fever.
And take us farther from.
The killing life in capsules,
A life that can't belong.
If I wake up dead to world,
With the helm at my command.
The reaching out of this..
Oh, faced tomorrow.
In the eleventh hour, beckoned closer.
Now as nightfall sends it's grace.
Oh, cue to enter, the insatiable ideal.
Slam it shut.
But the portal pounding lingers.
What it is. Is time undone?
I cannot falter in the security of labor.
Was I supposed to believe?
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss,
Oh, the Auction?
Oh where my life..
Where did I sign?
Did I miss... The Auction?
Went the half mile,
Wondered when the resolution would come.
Life became to solid,
Dilluted by the essence of denial.
Caught in fire's eye.
Oh the self and the filter that is I.
My lip was venom.
Words formed in my mouth,
And hid beneath thr tongue.
Never to be.. Never to be seen..
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss,
Oh the Auction.
Oh where my life..
Where did I sign?
Did I miss, the Auction?
Was I supposed to believe?
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss,
Oh, the Auction?
Oh where my life,
Where did I sign?
Did I miss, the Auction?
Oh where my life!
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss, the Auction?
Where my life..
Where did I sign..
Did I miss..
The Auction, where my life went under the club..
Outsmart the fever.
And take us farther from.
The killing life in capsules,
A life that can't belong.
If I wake up dead to world,
With the helm at my command.
The reaching out of this..
Oh, faced tomorrow.
In the eleventh hour, beckoned closer.
Now as nightfall sends it's grace.
Oh, cue to enter, the insatiable ideal.
Slam it shut.
But the portal pounding lingers.
What it is. Is time undone?
I cannot falter in the security of labor.
Was I supposed to believe?
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss,
Oh, the Auction?
Oh where my life..
Where did I sign?
Did I miss... The Auction?
Went the half mile,
Wondered when the resolution would come.
Life became to solid,
Dilluted by the essence of denial.
Caught in fire's eye.
Oh the self and the filter that is I.
My lip was venom.
Words formed in my mouth,
And hid beneath thr tongue.
Never to be.. Never to be seen..
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss,
Oh the Auction.
Oh where my life..
Where did I sign?
Did I miss, the Auction?
Was I supposed to believe?
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss,
Oh, the Auction?
Oh where my life,
Where did I sign?
Did I miss, the Auction?
Oh where my life!
Where did I sign?
Oh did I miss, the Auction?
Where my life..
Where did I sign..
Did I miss..
The Auction, where my life went under the club..