Like an earthquake
The walls begin to shake
It's like a grave, from these suburban tombs we've made
This glass house... is just waiting to break
And all this madness is consuming me
So tell me, was it all worth it?
Becoming kings and queens
So far away from reality
It's how the story goes
A tale of broken bones
Rally your heart and soul
It's time we go
And break free
Like an earthquake
The walls begin to shake
It's like a grave, from these suburban tombs we've made
Oh this glass house... is just waiting to break
And all this madness is consuming me
I'll remember that you tried to take
The better part of me
But I'll always break free
Ceruleanca - Succumb to the Madness (feat. Don O'boyle III & Connor Kaminsky) Lyrics
Ceruleanca - Succumb to the Madness (feat. Don O'boyle III & Connor Kaminsky) Lyrics
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Like an earthquake
The walls begin to shake
It's like a grave, from these suburban tombs we've made
This glass house... is just waiting to break
And all this madness is consuming me
So tell me, was it all worth it?
Becoming kings and queens
So far away from reality
It's how the story goes
A tale of broken bones
Rally your heart and soul
It's time we go
And break free
Like an earthquake
The walls begin to shake
It's like a grave, from these suburban tombs we've made
Oh this glass house... is just waiting to break
And all this madness is consuming me
I'll remember that you tried to take
The better part of me
But I'll always break free
The walls begin to shake
It's like a grave, from these suburban tombs we've made
This glass house... is just waiting to break
And all this madness is consuming me
So tell me, was it all worth it?
Becoming kings and queens
So far away from reality
It's how the story goes
A tale of broken bones
Rally your heart and soul
It's time we go
And break free
Like an earthquake
The walls begin to shake
It's like a grave, from these suburban tombs we've made
Oh this glass house... is just waiting to break
And all this madness is consuming me
I'll remember that you tried to take
The better part of me
But I'll always break free
Writer: Mike Mascioli
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid