
Cyhra : Box with Spirits

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1. BOX WITH SPIRITS
You bite your tongue to keep the peace
You beg for time that won't release
You play the part, forget what once was you
You count the lies like counting sheep
You bury hope instead of sleep
You cage your past and call it living hell
'Cause in my dreams
I've been lost, I've been found
I've been running for too long
Come on
So I drop another tear for another lie
'Cause I keep my heart in my box with spirits
I hold my breath and fake the peace
I chase a calm that won't release
I play it right, forget what I once knew
I stitch the cracks with borrowed thread
I dream in black as I feel dead
I hide my truth and call it something new
'Cause in my dreams
I've been lost, I've been found
I've been running for too long
Come on
So I drop another tear for another lie
Cause I keep my heart in my box with spirits
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