Dream Theater - Wither Lyrics

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Wither

Wither Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Wither By Dream Theater?
Let it out, let it out
Feel the empty Space So insecure find the words and let it out Staring down, staring down Nothing comes to mind Find the place turn the water into wine But I feel I'm getting nowhere And I'll never see the end So I wither And render myself helpless I give in and everything is clear I breakdown And let the story guide me Turn it on Turn it on Let the feelings flow Close your eyes See the ones you used to know Open up open up Don't struggle to relate Lure it out Help the memory escape Still transparentness consumes me And I feel like giving up So I wither And render myself helpless I give in And everything is clear I breakdown And let the story guide me I wither And give myself away Light reflections on the cage The worlds want to create I drown in hesitation My words come crashing down And all my best creations Burning to the ground The thought of staring over Leaves me paralyzed Tear it out again Another one that got away I wither And render myself helpless I give in And everything is clear I wither And render myself helpless I give in And everything is clear I breakdown And let the story guide me I wither And give myself away Light reflections on the cage The worlds want to create The worlds which you create Let it out let it out |
Who Wrote Wither By Dream Theater?
John Petrucci
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What's The Duration Of The Wither By Dream Theater?The duration of Wither is 5:25 minutes and seconds. |
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