aiden christopher - The Book Of Sand Lyrics

This is becoming a threat
Holding my plastic trophy
And you know this how?
When will we understand?
Are you an alcoholic?
Our thoughts are with their friends
I knew this very young
Creative inspiration
Somebody please get this man some help
Somebody please get this man some help
This is becoming my life
What am I so afraid of?
The finest sci-fi products
In honor of damnation
Spring is prairie season
This isn't just a battle
She brushed her hair out slowly
This here is sacred ground
I knew this very young
It was so dark, so deep
I knew this very young
It was so dark, so deep
It was so dark, so deep
It was so dark, so deep
It was so dark, so deep