Description: All That Remains - Ft Clayton Mitchell, Electronic Music, Electropop, television music, royalty-free song and royalty free music library
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Lyrics:
ALL THAT REMAINS - by Clayton Mitchell
VERSE 1
Seems like my illusions are real,
Numb mind, Blank times, I can’t feel.
The repercussions of my actions,
Thrust forward, I'm bored of the continuing delusional thoughts.
I need reassurance, feeling insurance,
To help better my mental health.
Life’s test, I detest,
Feel restrained with no gain.
Time I hold, being bold,
Strength has let me down again.
CHORUS
Thrust into broken harsh remains of disseminated dreams,
Undiscovered tombs, you open wounds,
Shards of memories are ripping me, no remedy,
Infected stitches, decayed at the seams,
Now I'm living in an open grave,
A decomposing conscience left rotten and decayed,
The plague has overtaken me and all that remains is yours for the taking...
VERSE 2
Fast and thorough,
You maim my aura,
My dignity has died,
Your un-designed way of life
Infects your true mind’s eye,
Where's the maze, start not end?
The haze smoked out the wrong conscience.
I need to fulfil circumstantial gain,
To liberate my mind and eliminate the pain.
CHORUS
Thrust into broken harsh remains of disseminated dreams,
Undiscovered tombs, You open wounds,
Shards of memories are ripping me, no remedy,
Infected stitches, decayed at the seams,
Now I'm living in an open grave,
A decomposing conscience left rotten and decayed,
The plague has overtaken me and all that remains is yours for the taking...
VERSE 3
Drowning in the lake of my own self pity
All the nitty gritty bits, memories that defile me,
Trying to fine tune all the paths that define who,
I wanna be and the image I produce,
Like a noose, I strangle all good thoughts,
Leaving me cold with the warmth a burnt out heart,
In a cage, waiting, contemplating,
Slowly curling up to support my soul
While anticipating devastating consequences,
Metaphorical fences blocking my path, my existence is censored
Engulfed, overwhelmed by offensive,
Thoughts passing through destroying my senses,
As I un-crumble the paper of my being,
I can’t help my vision seeing all the mess I’m leading
Slowly bleeding to death from my self-mutilation,
Depressions creation!
CHORUS
Thrust into broken harsh remains of disseminated dreams...
Shards of memories are ripping me, there is no remedy...
Now I'm living in an open grave,
A decomposing conscience left rotten and decayed,
The plague has overtaken me and all that remains is yours for the taking...
All that remains is yours for the taking...
All that remains is yours for the taking...
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