Norma Jean Follow
Pretendeavor lyrics
Oh my God, hand us down our ribbons.
You death defier you. Far from fear, we are.
Adrift and gone. After the fallout, after a million miles.
Adrift is the reason for the rains and we're in the undertow.
Stop dancing around, in stories untold
the mind has conquered the whole heart.
Sewing the insecure thread of reason.
I'll burn what it takes. Down what it takes,
we're not going down with this ship.
I burned 41 hills for the love of academic ability.
That exceeds the love of searching for the truth.
We comprehend a massive army.
Part of these releases
-
-
- Track 10 on O God, The Aftermath
- 9 Charactarantula
- 11 Scientifiction
Pretendeavor Video
Comments on Pretendeavor
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Norma Jean) which produced the music or artwork. Details
