Letra de Prosthetic - Haken
Letra de canci�n de Prosthetic de Haken lyrics
Sleep-deprived
Another chalk line marks the walls
Form restored
Unbroken
Altered bloodwork
Awakening
Tame the storm
Electric prosthetic parts
They can't contain them
Why, incite
The trauma
Magnetic north
On the borderline
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
(Eye for an eye Life for a life)
Fight or Flight
Nil by Mouth
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Morphine fuels my apathy
I've become the Rorschach
Could you forget the unremembered
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
Another chalk line marks the walls
Form restored
Unbroken
Altered bloodwork
Awakening
Tame the storm
Electric prosthetic parts
They can't contain them
Why, incite
The trauma
Magnetic north
On the borderline
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
(Eye for an eye Life for a life)
Fight or Flight
Nil by Mouth
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/prosthetic-haken.php
Morphine fuels my apathy
I've become the Rorschach
Could you forget the unremembered
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
So sick of these questions
I've heard them before
I don't know what it is you want to hear
The more I stare, the less becomes clear