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Breaking Bones

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  • Breaking Bones - Kyte

    Sometimes the smoke

    Is alive with control

    And the poison on the conversation turns our roles

    Awake with the hope

    Of a new day new ropes

    But the language takes no prisoners or hearts

    Of their own
    And now

    I fold

    This home

    To make believe the ways to be alone
    I thought this with my eyes closed

    Soon enough
    I'll be towering high

    We came straight from the nightlife

    No sentiment
    Once we learn how to spy

    Breaking your mold

    It's the curse of the cold

    Where the shadows meet the history

    It blurs to unknown

    Sinking through soil

    To the six foot reserve

    Hold your breath before the windows fill
    With faces from the old
    And now

    I fold

    This home

    To make believe the ways to be alone
    I thought this with my eyes closed

    Soon enough
    I'll be towering high

    We came straight from the nightlife

    No sentiment
    Once we learn how to spy

    I thought this with my eyes closed

    Soon enough
    I'll be towering high

    We came straight from the nightlife

    No sentiment
    Once we learn how to spy
  • [00:02.60]Breaking Bones - Kyte
    [00:04.57]
    [01:36.18]Sometimes the smoke
    [01:38.61]
    [01:39.76]Is alive with control
    [01:41.73]
    [01:43.75]And the poison on the conversation turns our roles
    [01:50.70]
    [01:52.03]Awake with the hope
    [01:54.69]
    [01:55.66]Of a new day new ropes
    [01:58.62]
    [01:59.60]But the language takes no prisoners or hearts
    [02:04.67]
    [02:05.22]Of their own
    [02:07.12]And now
    [02:08.83]
    [02:11.14]I fold
    [02:12.98]
    [02:15.15]This home
    [02:16.93]
    [02:20.05]To make believe the ways to be alone
    [02:24.31]I thought this with my eyes closed
    [02:29.46]
    [02:31.08]Soon enough
    [02:32.16]I'll be towering high
    [02:36.37]
    [02:40.05]We came straight from the nightlife
    [02:45.62]
    [02:46.96]No sentiment
    [02:48.18]Once we learn how to spy
    [02:52.32]
    [02:56.28]Breaking your mold
    [02:58.55]
    [02:59.67]It's the curse of the cold
    [03:02.43]
    [03:03.69]Where the shadows meet the history
    [03:06.94]
    [03:07.75]It blurs to unknown
    [03:10.10]
    [03:12.14]Sinking through soil
    [03:14.69]
    [03:15.59]To the six foot reserve
    [03:18.71]
    [03:19.74]Hold your breath before the windows fill
    [03:23.85]With faces from the old
    [03:27.08]And now
    [03:28.74]
    [03:31.10]I fold
    [03:32.47]
    [03:35.00]This home
    [03:36.68]
    [03:39.96]To make believe the ways to be alone
    [03:44.28]I thought this with my eyes closed
    [03:49.48]
    [03:51.12]Soon enough
    [03:51.99]I'll be towering high
    [03:56.53]
    [04:00.10]We came straight from the nightlife
    [04:05.62]
    [04:07.04]No sentiment
    [04:08.35]Once we learn how to spy
    [04:12.75]
    [04:16.28]I thought this with my eyes closed
    [04:21.38]
    [04:23.12]Soon enough
    [04:24.42]I'll be towering high
    [04:28.58]
    [04:32.23]We came straight from the nightlife
    [04:37.35]
    [04:38.93]No sentiment
    [04:40.19]Once we learn how to spy