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All instruments and vocal performances were performed by Mackenzey Ayers. All lyrics were written by Jake Bissett. Mackenzey Ayers is a 19 year-old aspiring musician from a small NY town currently writing songs toward his first album.
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lyrics
God damn, it's the overture,
Clicking it's way from my heart, my lungs, it hurts.
Writing letters to my tongue, my head.
Telling them things better left, they're left unsaid.
Filling up like a wishing well,
Well, wish me well, I'm on my way to hell.
Picking daisies for the saints and men.
Hanging their heads for the shit they did back then.
"All right, last call. Drop your keys off at the door."
Set in stone, yeah, it's set in sin,
But you can forgive me if I give in.
At the door, yeah, we want more,
Or we will storm these gates.
You can't keep her there for long.
So hold steady, here comes the drums,
To find our hearts and break us down to one.
And when we're buried, if it helps you through,
I'll grow roots, and I'll steal the sun for you.
If heaven wants you, they can dig for weeks.
They'll find our bodies wrapped tightly in your sheets;
A little one trapped inside your ribs.
And if they want us now, they'll have to take us all.
"All right, last call. Drop your keys off at the door."
Set in stone, yeah, it's set in sin,
But you can forgive me if I give in.
At the door, yeah, we want more,
Or we will storm these gates.
You can't keep her there for long.
Set in stone, yeah, it's set in sin,
But you can forgive me if I give in.
At the door, yeah, we want more,
Or we will storm these gates.
You can't keep her there for long.
You can't keep her there for long.
You can't keep her there for long.
You can't keep her there for long.
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