World Drought letra

Once you've quenched my heart, now few drops of passion are remaining. Keep pretending it is all a game.

Craving what once had and we lost by only feeling empty, imitating what i've shown to them.

We're all in word drought, all said, nothing ever done.
Missing large amounts of tolerance, withdrawing from us.

Hardly getting by, words are gone and so is understanding. Keep pretending and repeating lies.

Was I flooded with thoughts forming rivers of communication? My fixations dried those rivers whole.

We're all in word drought, all said, nothing ever done.
Missing large amounts of tolerance, withdrawing from us.

Once you've quenched my heard, now few drops of passion are remaining. Keep pretending it is all a game

Southsense - Letras

• A Space Between Us
• An Instruction
• Benumbed (State Of Mind)
• Decide
• Doesn't Matter
• Forecasting
• Last Word
• My Wounds And I
• Stepping Out Of Pattern
• The Absorber
• The Victim
• These Strings
• World Drought