August Burns Red - The Frost Lyrics
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The Frost
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What Are The Lyrics For The Frost By August Burns Red?
The cold comes with a sting, a sting across my hands
Cracking and breaking like the weight upon my chest It took me years to figure out It's what I needed, needed to survive What I need to survive My resolve will be revived I discovered the cure for my misery By spending time with the unforgiving Something more, so much more Graceful than anything, anything living Alone with the wind is where I hide As I find my place among the stars This moment makes me feel alive It's what I need to survive Time stands still as my thoughts stop swimming (time stands still) Time stands still as my thoughts stop swimming (time stands still) My muscles may ache My tendons may break but tearing myself down to nothing has allowed Me to become something more than this Something greater This is where I may seem lost but I promise you I'm more awake than ever, awake than ever Facing up towards the never-ending expanse and finding my place among the stars Alone with the wind is where I hide As I find my place among the stars This moment makes me feel alive It's what I need to survive Open soul, open mind I'm finally focused on what's inside I've gained a new perspective I've gained a new perspective Open soul, open mind I'm finally focused on what's inside I've gained new perspectives |
Who Wrote The Frost By August Burns Red?
Brent Gerald Rambler, Dustin Chad Davidson, John Benjamin Brubaker, Matthew Wilson Greiner, William Jacob Luhrs
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What's The Duration Of The The Frost By August Burns Red?The duration of The Frost is 4:47 minutes and seconds. |
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