Emilie Autumn - Castle Down Lyrics
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Castle Down
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What Are The Lyrics For Castle Down By Emilie Autumn?
You can see that I swim
Through the sea of painful You have watched as I pull Myself from the floor And you were there when I Built my tower like pebbles in the rain Trying to balance all that I had left With what I didn't have anymore [Chorus] But would you tear my castle down Stone by stone And let the wind run through my windows 'Til there is nothing left but a battered rose Would you tear my castle down Stone by stone And let the wind run through my windows 'Til there is nothing left but a battered rose You seem so devoted Your love is unconditional You were self-promoted I never asked you You were my everything My apparitional faith Where are you when I am screaming to my God What am I coming to [Chorus] If I had another place to go Would you break me, is it that you know I have no choice but to rebuild again I'm tied so hard I can't remember when I last walked free upon these feet of mine But I'll draw the line There will come a Time When I am stronger Your words won't hurt any longer [Chorus] 'Til there is nothing nothing left 'Til there is nothing nothing left 'Til there is nothing left Will you tear my castle down Will you tear my castle down Will you tear my castle down |
Who Wrote Castle Down By Emilie Autumn?
Emilie Autumn
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What's The Duration Of The Castle Down By Emilie Autumn?The duration of Castle Down is 3:55 minutes and seconds. |
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