LYRICS
Gather medicine for heartache
So we can act a fool
It's incomplete without you
The silver soul is running through
It's a vision
Complete illusion, yeahhh
Beneath along the spinning wheel
Collecting silver coils
It gathers heat without you
Whether or not you turn from it
It's a quick turn
To let it figure out
The bodies lying in the sand
They're moving in the dark
It is so quick to let us
We're feeling moved through our skin
It's a sickness
A manic weakness yeah
[03:33.21][02:00.87]It is happening again, oh-oh
[04:22.60][04:15.64][04:08.62][03:53.58][03:47.55][03:40.12][03:25.69][03:18.53][02:07.65][01:53.09][01:45.59]It is happening again