Settled Land – Echolyn – letras

It used to be so romanticBut sometimes the luster gets lost and abusedIt’s good to find time to rememberAll that we’ve done, the things we’ve been throughPlease don’t try to change or alterOr stake a claim on settled landWe’ve been here before the grass became greenWhen the sound was newI like to keep well rootedWhen the anchor runs deepYou know the base never bendsAway from the you you believe inOnce you lose touch you begin to pretendWhat used to bring fond memoriesLeaves me now with no desireThe deeper this disease will spreadThinner will our face appearWhen after all is spent and doneDo you still think the choice you’ve madeHas been the right one?I never thought I’d feel this wayFor something for so longI’m a whore for punishmentMy time spent in purgatoryHero or idiot just depends onHow you look at itSettling for something lessIs like giving up on your last breathWorn too thin to give adviceThat no one needs to hearI’d trade off all my privacyFor this dream ’til now has frightened meI push to get, to give, to growTo keep our will from sufferingYou pull in the reins I’ll bite the bitToss my head and throw youYou force the chord that never fitsI’ll break the staff that holds itCome on and tell me, tell me how to beGo on and show me, show me what to seeCome on down you’ve got nothing to fearIt’s a plain simple fact we all float down here!I’ve seen Wickersham Brothers and Beezle Nut OilThey’d love to try to boil youTaggarts, Tooheys, Healots galoreSwearing « We’ll never screw you. »When forever comes down to coverPoints a and b and all that’s betweenIt’s the stuff in the middle that mattersIt moves you, it makes youIt is your whole beingPlease don’t try to change or alterOr stake a claim on settled landWe’ve been here before the grass becomes greenWhen the sound was newBefore deals were dealt and pie was cutWhen doors were ours to open and shutBut still the game’s there to be played…or not

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