Peon
Lyrics
Smoothing out the creases Picture perfect straight All in order now The chair the lamp... glass castle And her favorite book The silver ring she wears And the gifts she gives I'm sorry didn't want to hurt you But I couldn't be the child You thought you raised She lights her letters and journals on fire Takes a step outside Walks along the edge of her mind Can't go back this time
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 02:20
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 126 BPM