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A collection of personalities. A chameleon among the rest.
The smell of my grandfatherâs clock. A piano melody in my chest.
Loyal to a clan. Anchored by Moore bonds.
It tears at my heart, when cancer tears at one.
I know I should be there, you know I would be there.
But Iâm sick that Iâm not.
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
This wine tastes off. But Iâll drink it anyway.
Crooks are stealing from you, taking advantage of you today.
You wonât fight them, and Iâm not as strong as you.
Patience with otherâs bullshit. Not something I learned from you.
Honoring sacrifices made so I can hold my head high too.
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
While bright orange fills the sky. Pangs from years lost over time.
Reinventing. Rearranging.
We leave these parts of us behind x2
- Album:
- The Adarna (EP)