Tripsitter - Of Flowers

To close to fail, too little to love, too quite to rule. My pride is broken, my mind is still blocked. But I have found one key, that fits with all the locks, I've found it in you, but you don't belong here in my thoughts. And so I decide, to unlock my chest, dig through my chest, pull out my heart and lay it down to rest. And I guess I'm feeling fine. Bury me in this town, face to face with all of my dreams, let us sing to sound of the violence, let us sing to the sound of the grief, let us sing. We are the sirens of the youth, with open hearts. We are the sirens of the youth, let us sing, let us sing. We are the sirens of the youth, but with broken arms. We are the sirens of the youth, let us sing, let us sing, let us sing.

Written by:
Meinhard Taxer, Christopher Jais, Hubert Halder, Alexander Farnik

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