Deadsy - Future Years Lyrics

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Future Years

Future Years Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Future Years By Deadsy?
A morbid beauty
Glows in resonation Mercurial signs they read Make real our minds True fascinations For now we're rolling And kinda golden As time keeps folding We're old when our poor souls depart Whereas cold cruel jokes now make you cry One day you'll take them in your stride All of the time we've resided here You'll see our chalices rise With ever endless tears And illusions they fly But someday soon will clear Just sit back and recline I'll guide you through the years Through the future years As they'll soon appear Someday all too near Now the distance clears Bad ways which rule all the ways we go Through black and the gloom Consecutive days and plain afternoons The things in life They pass the time While those all around are bored Though we come down in real demise Trek through all of the feelings with no tears in eyes Kept fear veiled so it hides Life's never forced or dry So there's nothing inside me I just seem alive To the future years As they'll soon appear Dressed in slacks as we will So its stars they steer Just tie a silk sheet round your neck And twist it till your face turns cherry red All of the time we've resided here You'll see our chalices rise With ever endless tears And illusions they fly But someday soon will clear Just sit back and recline I'll guide you through the years |
Who Wrote Future Years By Deadsy?
Alec Puro, Elijah Blue Allman, Renn Hawkey
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What's The Duration Of The Future Years By Deadsy?The duration of Future Years is 5:26 minutes and seconds. |
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