Tremors by SOHN
Vibrations of tremors that shook long ago
Tear holes in the fabric of all that we know
Can’t survive with the secrets we have
All that we have is a lie
Hold the line
Til the thread comes undone
If you’re thinking of letting me go then it’s time that you do
Flood lines we etched when we merged into one
Rewind and scroll on before they were done
If you’re thinking of letting me go then it’s time that you do.
Vibrations of tremors that shook long ago...
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