Sonny Moore - Copaface Part 2 lyrics

rate me

How I crave the way the world spins under me,

But I sleep instead.

Grip a shallow shake,

With crippled company...

Who speak in my head.

The more messes I made,

The closer I came home...

From my roam.

Understoods are few,

Though I'm speaking in simple tongue.

Copaface.

Now find my way back home.

How I crave the wind the world gives spinning,

Though I dream instead.

South shallow song my box is closing...

Over my head

Binge;

Purge all day.

Fuck strangers,

I'll never know.

How cold.

Understoods are few,

So I'm speaking in difficult tongue.

Copaface.

Now find my way back home.