Darkest Hour - Convalescence Lyrics
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Convalescence
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What Are The Lyrics For Convalescence By Darkest Hour?
It's been a long night
Waiting to sleep the day away And it's been a long time Coming along with me every step of the way Oh, confinement binds you And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I've fooled myself into believing That nothing ails me, nothing kills me Oh, confinement binds you And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I've fooled myself into believing That nothing ails me, nothing can kill me And stagnant time is a breeding ground For regrets and wrong doings And resolutions take their time That's if they even come at all Always, seeking redemption Through the echoes I've listened And still came up missing Always, seeking redemption Through the echoes I've listened And slipped through the cracks And stagnant time is a breeding ground For regrets and wrong doings And resolutions take their time That's if they even come at all Oh, confinement binds you And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I've fooled myself into believing That nothing ails me, nothing kills me Oh, confinement binds you And nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I've fooled myself into believing That nothing ails me, nothing can kill me These wounds will heal And nothing can stop me now These wounds will heal And nothing can stop me now |
Who Wrote Convalescence By Darkest Hour?
John Henry, Kristopher Norris, Michael Schleibaum, Paul Wayne Burnette, Ryan Littlefield Parrish
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