Audeliver demo podcast: Pierce The Veil - Song For Isabelle

Pierce The Veil - Song For Isabelle

Published on Mon, 10 Feb 2020 09:55:03

ITUNES: http://smarturl.it/ptvmisadventures GOOGLEPLAY: http://smarturl.it/misadventuresGP AMAZON: http://smarturl.it/misadventuresamzn New album 'Misadventures' available now. Stay connected: http://piercetheveil.net http://facebook.com/piercetheveil http://twitter.com/piercetheveil http://instagram.com/piercetheveil LYRICS: She paints in grey  And she closes her eyes Till the fireworks and palm trees almost look alike  She looks up to me and whispers "I won't be here in a year"  So I take the long road  To think and wonder why  I can't sleep with all this sunlight  If there's still evidence of us  Why can't that be enough?  I don't mean to drag you down  You taste just like you always do  Isabelle hides so I can't find my way  I'd give anything just to surround your dreams  The envy of the dead The sound of scissors and sleep  I can't believe you dreamed and pulled all of your clothes off You're not supposed to drink with what's inside your purse  And not expect me not to call you out  I'm guiding your chin to my lips using only my fingertips  All we have are parking lots and nowhere to go  If you love me, then show me more  Isabelle watches me from far away  I'd give anything just to surround your dreams  I know you like when the temperature rises to a boiling heat  The chlorine and wine found  He sees through her nightgown  And everything fades away  The stars awake  But we can't see them out  So why pretend?  Is there a train that travels back to yours at 5am?  Or are we walking?  Car alarms and leaves that blow  They're calling out our names But it's gone too far  Your butane mouth will spit me into flames  Sorry 'bout it, I can't help it  I'm an anarchist in love And I forgot to call you  I can't break you down while I  Think about honey and the sweet New York sounds  Isabelle hides so I can't find my way  I'd give anything to carry on the same way   The temperature rises to this boiling heat  The chlorine and wine found  He sees through her nightgown  As Saturday burns away  Back in the days when I was young I'm not a kid anymore But some days I sit and wish I was a kid again


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