Chorus Grant - Words Like Soon

Just you and I in the odd world
I hold on to you my girl
Using words like soon
A mirror makes up more than half of this old room

So where are we now my girl?
The beginning or the binding of our world
Are you buried alive in my life?
Buried under the slum of my love

No one says it's everywhere
In every thought a lover shares
I did not know that the idea had taken root I swear
The phantom limb of amputees
I never was (I never was the key)
Still think I am
A bag of bones will give up it's obsession with it’s death
And for one insane minute pick up it's severed head

So where are we now my girl?
The beginning or the binding of our world
Are you buried alive my girl?
How do I handle the weight of the real world?
Are you buried alive in, in my life?
Buried under the slum of my love

You see I know I’m in the wrong
That it's the power of the pendulum
They say life is like a song
When the words are wrong to just hum along

(Are you buried alive my girl?)

Written by:
Karen Duelund, Kristian Finne, Nis Bysted

Publisher:
Lyrics © Tambourhinoceros ApS

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