Restate The Moira - Vicious Cycle скачать в хорошем качестве

Restate The Moira - Vicious Cycle

Special thanks: Filmed and Directed by Renell Santiago MV Concept Design and Direction by Miki Okada Mixed and Produced by Roven Loo ----------------------------------- Follow us: [Instagram]   / restatethemoira   [Facebook]   / restatethemoira   ----------------------------------- Find us on streaming platforms: [SPOTIFY] https://open.spotify.com/artist/2XTpt... [APPLE MUSIC]   / restate-the-moira   [YOUTUBE MUSIC]    / restate the moira - topic   [KKBOX] https://kkbox.fm/Ri1TK0 ----------------------------------- Lyrics: I peel my skin back to see my own disgrace. My sins and scars that I hide but can’t erase. The only thing these four walls bare is my shame. And the noose before me keeps calling my name. Tryin’a find my way out. But my senses drowning me down To my own dark burial ground. Where I cannot ever be found. This vicious cycle, I can't escape. Can anybody see? Can anyone hear me? I'm stuck in my own prison that I've built for me. I'm chasing days I know I'll never see. So I cut this thread, where my life hangs. But the cycle just repeats. The only light’s gone out, I’m feeling betrayed. Not an ounce of trust, I’ve counted my days. So I sit here alone playing Russian roulette. With all the chambers loaded. But I’m still not dead. No words can heal. There's nothing here. I have been forsaken. So I cauterize these empty wounds just to feel whole again. This vicious cycle, I can't escape. Please God tell me that this ain't my fate. Can anybody see? Can anyone hear me? I'm stuck in my own prison that I've built for me. I'm chasing days I know I'll never see. So I cut this thread, where my life hangs. But the cycle just repeats. Can anybody see? Can anyone hear me? Please don’t make me stay. Just let me hit the pavement to take all of this away. The only thing these four walls bare is my shame. And the noose before me keeps calling my name. Tryin’a find my way out. But my senses drowning me down To my own dark burial ground. Where I cannot ever be found. Can anybody see? Can anyone hear me? I'm stuck in my own prison that I've built for me. I'm chasing days I know I'll never see. So I cut this thread, where my life hangs. But the cycle just repeats. But the cycle just repeats. But the cycle just repeats.