Vapour

Letras:

© decohy
Is there an offer, is there a deal you\'re taking?
A favor worth the paper wings.
Been forming, dissolve again,
To bolt you in, nice and cold.

Dear Daimon, is there a leave you\'re taking,
To haunt me for life—
Born out of days in silence,
And falling, we cried.

Pulling on angel face,
See your life taking place.
And though it\'s time,
When lights be kind,
It’s easy now on your own.

Is there an offer, is there a deal you\'re taking?
No detour—it’s in the paper.
Diamond on the vinyl—
I had one.
I broke it up.

[VERSE 2]
I don\'t want the daimons to fold,
Feel like the bitterness involved—
A dead-end soul.

Darling, to levitate,
Well heal the mind.
He let the devil in his soul many times.

Bowing down to be let off,
Hiding out to seek.
I don\'t want to be the many who
Don’t want to be.