Glasshouse Tarot

Sparta

Composición de: Sparta
I don't snap on like you want me to 
because it still hurts my eyes when they turn red 
I sit down, rode all the way next to my heart 
it beats to the time too close to your truth 

Chorus:
Yeah the tarot broke, open the glasshouse 
so this might just be the saddest day I've ever known
Yeah the tarot broke, open the glasshouse 
and this might just be the saddest day I've ever known

My arms are tied behind disease 
I'll probably be gone the next time too 
in a corner in a shadow I sit self-obsessesed 
too busy, too important to say goodbye

Chorus

This regret, it kills you'll never forget 
take the time this time to say your goodbyes
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