Obsidian के बोल

I’ve come to rely on supplies Gonna keep the damn secret till I can’t You know I want it to work how it did in my prime There are too many questions about the plan And I know you’re running from me now I got too much empty promise and too much doubt And I have not left the maze, I may never know how Not enough obsidian to purify this house I’ve come to seek refuge in the drive And all the time that I spend in my mind Fighting tigers and ghosts, getting wrapped up in the lie Amphetamines and flowers and rye And I know you’re running from me now I got too much empty promise and too much doubt And I have not been transforming to satisfy your style I’ll still take the poison once in a while Please let me believe that it can come back to me