Discords - Wolves/MACHINES

Composed by：Aaron Devries

We had ideals

But we divorced them with the dream

We unstitched every seam

To claim our independence

We tore our foundation down

And let the water fill the room

You look at me with such disdain

The tone you speak keeps me awake

We lose our grace with words

When defining the divorce

We lose our grace with words

When defining the divorce

We bought our home

And thought we burned it down ourselves

It was burning from the start

Enough to tear the seams apart

And I got caught

And needed you to carry me suddenly

Before you left you left a look with me

I'm literate to your subtleties I am

We lose our grace with words

When defining the divorce

We lose our grace with words

When defining the divorce

We lose our grace with words

When defining the divorce

We lose our grace with words

When defining the divorce

Maybe the friends we made are better

Maybe we're foolish just to wait

Maybe the places we sleep feel better

Maybe the distance can medicate

Maybe the friends we made are better

Maybe we're foolish just to wait

Maybe the places we sleep feel better

Maybe the distance can medicate

We've lost our grace with words

We're erasing and divorced

We're erasing and divorced

We lose our grace with words

We're erasing and divorced

Maybe the distance can medicate

We've lost our grace with words

We're erasing and divorced

Maybe the distance can medicate

We've lost our grace with words

We're erasing and divorced

Maybe the distance can medicate