I have a trouble with my fear
Of having place in something far
and when the truth becomes so near
I want to close my eyes and run
You only know what you were missing
You had your time and your disgrace
But now you know the floor you're kissing
Because you wanted there to rain
You'll find a better way
You'll find a better place
The place of passions
In which nothing means regression
Together looking at your figure
Like we are lost in a sea of shadows
When sky is yellow like those lights
Of the place where you left your life
But that was all inside yourself
And pray will not help this time
Not this time
You'll find a better way
You'll find a better place
The place of passions
In which nothing means regression
Look for your smile in your detention baby
*here you can get what you want, lyrics are improvised*
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♠️Woaw... again some good eighties goth dark reminiscence. Dancing drums bring joy to the darkest side. And Darkwave is still alive. Thanks "FoReVeR" 🌹 Jack music Life
New on Play Alone Records, Death Instinct are able to capture sweeping goth drama with a relatively minimal, spacious post-punk palette. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 9, 2019