Tom Mcrae. Overthrown. Zeneszám

We fall through water unsung, unseen
And days thought endless
Lose more, light and heat
So let the dead bury the dead
I should leave

For I am
For I am overthrown
Confess to me now
Confess to me now

Half in sunlight and half in shade
Words in collision, I bend to your shape
I see the skull beneath the skin
I see it all

For I am
For I am overthrown
Confess to me now
Confess to me now

For I am
For I am overthrown
Confess to me now
Confess to me now
Confess to me now