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► Subscribe to Trope on YouTube: Trope's Debut Album 'Eleutheromania' Available Now: Lyrics Running around a hurtle Tip toing about Hoping to in your good grace Be found Target ahead seemed harmless Easily moved Sway their hands are tied Stick the knife inside Take me to the rising sun My eyes bleeds rude awakening Trusted to act in good faith Poison from your mouth emanates Your rose tint just gets in the way So quiet not to fight Too ‘I apologize’ Your self-lulling’s bullshit and staged Till craving’s all you know How to let it go Eyes pointing forward, awake Trust in time you’ll rise In time you’ll realize That what they think Makes no difference All the rain will granulate And you don’t ever have to beg With me know that you’re okay I’m going not to go insane So scream until you find No ‘I apologize’ You wish you could be in my way Was craving just to know How to let it go Eyes open, knowing- awake ► C
