Halcyon - Spiritbox

Sickle, sickle, set me aside

Burn the bridge, no mercy tonight

As they run to retrograde love

And I know the spectre is calling

Mountains are falling below into replication

And I lay to waste my life, halcyon days and nights

So I could be one of them, I could be one of them

Promises buried twice, down where they won't survive

So I could be one of them, gripping to relevance

(These silhouettеs will drive me crazy)

Brittle sparrow, palе by design

Delicate, they corner my mind

Feel them run, I'm feeling them run

Precious is the retrograde

In power, with no emotion

It brings devotion and starts to fade

And I lay to waste my life, halcyon days and nights

So I could be one of them, I could be one of them

Promises buried twice, down where they won't survive

So I could be one of them, gripping to relevance

(I could be one of them)

These silhouettes will make me contemplate

(I grip to relevance)

Will I fit or will I fade away?

(I could be one of them)

Burning bridges as devotions fade

(I grip to relevance)

Irrelevance is eminent, I could be one of them