Besedila:
Converge Unloved And Weeded Out

And all of those times don't matter here Remember my love this is for the sinking and the strength of our wings Be brave and bleed out the day We left

In the dark of our longest nights, we fall apart Waiting for our end before it begins, we fall apart

clean Filling every hole in my heart All of these melancholy moments can sometimes sink Everything you were is fiction, everything you are is fiction And if you see me chin down and

worn wings crumble too tired to forgive and too battered to ever forget I am the labour I am this I hang as your beloved hex I'll bring the nails and

tomorrow's hanging horizon interrupts the hum of electrical towers Here, there are the shallow graves, the shallower romances and the shallowest of words still to be spoken and

And i cannot stop shaking, you cannot stop shaking And these chords they are trembling because your words they are bleeding These holes in my hands are

rain and the thunderclap, we see who we are And this is all i have, this is all we are The ground shakes with your every smile And hearts are crushed