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Sinch lyrics Silent Acquiescence Of Millions lyrics Always feeling so uncomfortable, and the situation tends to be predictable Hope slips through trained fingers, It's how it's always been I can't seem to tear myself away, been living in the past with my mistakes But I always find a way to numb the tension, bury thoughts alone Under the skin to hide the damage done to my defense Senses dulled then cracked, I concede that maybe I'm unsure of just what it takes to frustrate and dismantle apathy Rain, wash away the temptations before I let them get the best of me Yesterday's accomplishments, replaced by tomorrow's burdens A never ending cycle begins, so diseased and looking for a means to an end I found nothings solid anymore, all that's left is try and I confess that maybe I'm unsure of just what it takes to frustrate and dismantle apathy Rain, wash away the temptations before I let them get the best of me Designed and developed inside of my lungs, on the tip of my fucking tongue But no one ever gets the point That life is always about to fall to pieces, just something beautiful that's about to get wrecked But no one wants to feel at all Because we've made ourselves so numb, but I want to feel something I won't ever live that way again, somewhere along the line I lost feeling And I lost control, But then I lost strength and completely lost hope When our lives are consumed by society's fumes, We punch our time clocks and watch the ignorance bloom And how strange that we all feel the same, and how strange that no one dares complain See I'm always turning backwards and forwards again retracing my steps to the bitter cold end Rewind the tape and let me see exactly where it went wrong, indulge in our pasts strong And how strange that we all feel the same, and how strange that no one complains Designed and developed inside of my lungs on the tip of my fucking tongue But no one ever gets the point That life is always about to fall to pieces something beautiful that's about to get wrecked But no one wants to feel at all Because we made ourselves so numb, don't you want to feel something Other Sinch lyrics: To Die In Fall lyrics 433 (Hypothetical Situation) lyrics Tabula Rasa lyrics Something More lyrics Passive Resistor lyrics Arctic Ocean lyrics Seven lyrics Plasma lyrics Bitmap lyrics |