This can't make me better, but at least I'm gonna try
Makes the bitterness come so much more alive
One-way ticket to a zone to take me away from this night
The insect crawled out and died in the light of a sun too bright
Your worn out face - The liquid anguish is brought
Your worn out face - I've seen them all before
Fading slowly, whispering souls
Wallowing deeper, swallowing souls
This can't make me better, but at least I'm gonna try
Makes the Orient night come so much more alive
Your worn out face - The liquid anguish is brought
Your worn out face - I've seen them all before
Sing to me your lullaby so sweet
Sing to me corrosive sleep
Fading slowly, whispering souls
Wallowing deeper, swallowing souls
Left Hand Solution - Orient Nights Lyrics
Left Hand Solution - Orient Nights Lyrics
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This can't make me better, but at least I'm gonna try
Makes the bitterness come so much more alive
One-way ticket to a zone to take me away from this night
The insect crawled out and died in the light of a sun too bright
Your worn out face - The liquid anguish is brought
Your worn out face - I've seen them all before
Fading slowly, whispering souls
Wallowing deeper, swallowing souls
This can't make me better, but at least I'm gonna try
Makes the Orient night come so much more alive
Your worn out face - The liquid anguish is brought
Your worn out face - I've seen them all before
Sing to me your lullaby so sweet
Sing to me corrosive sleep
Fading slowly, whispering souls
Wallowing deeper, swallowing souls
Makes the bitterness come so much more alive
One-way ticket to a zone to take me away from this night
The insect crawled out and died in the light of a sun too bright
Your worn out face - The liquid anguish is brought
Your worn out face - I've seen them all before
Fading slowly, whispering souls
Wallowing deeper, swallowing souls
This can't make me better, but at least I'm gonna try
Makes the Orient night come so much more alive
Your worn out face - The liquid anguish is brought
Your worn out face - I've seen them all before
Sing to me your lullaby so sweet
Sing to me corrosive sleep
Fading slowly, whispering souls
Wallowing deeper, swallowing souls
Writer: ERIK BARTHOLD, PETER SELIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group