Veronica Farren Posttraumatic Magic Lyrics
Posttraumatic Magic by Veronica Farren
As my soul haunts through all my graves,
This sole regret sings damn, I wish that I could still be so brave,
So I Cower back into my cave
And I rave of the sky, and I wave to the airplanes
Goodbye
Once was a chicken, here I find myself inside a shell...
Frail fragile thrall, tall castle walls from which I never fell, no
Celll-quelled, so hidden, sitting hens setting her spreading spell,
CRACK
It's time for me to bid farewell, I'm off to hell
~hello~
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE x2
Pull me up by the ears,
My home hole endears,
I fear light,
The trench quenches this plight with my soul's tears,
Consoled fright tightens me to fighting from freak's frets
Yield your shield, feel the threats
Reveal weakness
Stretch the scene,
My stars,
Periscope carrys hope far,
Burn the bar
Burrow beneath each charred scar,
Catch my breath,
Thorough as theft, I've left no match,
Churn my pledge,
Dredge the edge,
Hatch.
Post-traumatic magic
Ghost of enigmatic times
Sends a shiver down my spine
Ruminate nostalgic,
Idiosyncratic tides
Of the perilous midst I glamourize
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE
The last ashes I asked for were passion's
Fast actions relapsed back to abstraction,
Attrition, mixed inhibitions, madness,
Perdition fixed on sick sadness, past-tense
Attach, in penitence, myself to every peccancy,
Plea towards no temperance, just generous is this gentle destiny,
As so, my conscious. I'm honest. I can't care,
Simply stir scared upon cognizance
That all this lurked there in my closet...
Applause it.
Jaws was awesome~
Like I have learned, I'll not return,
Assumption shows I've drawn discern,
Now I can sensor danger, gauge which hazards warn,
It might appear my sight has cleared,
Despite it feels a lot like fear
I'd volunteer to rise forlorn
sworn demise, or I'll be born
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE
Post-traumatic magic
Ghost of enigmatic times
Sends a shiver down my spine
Ruminate nostalgic,
Idiosyncratic tides
Of the perilous midst I glamourize
Somebody literally has to die
For me to make it out of this one...alive
This sole regret sings damn, I wish that I could still be so brave,
So I Cower back into my cave
And I rave of the sky, and I wave to the airplanes
Goodbye
Once was a chicken, here I find myself inside a shell...
Frail fragile thrall, tall castle walls from which I never fell, no
Celll-quelled, so hidden, sitting hens setting her spreading spell,
CRACK
It's time for me to bid farewell, I'm off to hell
~hello~
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE x2
Pull me up by the ears,
My home hole endears,
I fear light,
The trench quenches this plight with my soul's tears,
Consoled fright tightens me to fighting from freak's frets
Yield your shield, feel the threats
Reveal weakness
Stretch the scene,
My stars,
Periscope carrys hope far,
Burn the bar
Burrow beneath each charred scar,
Catch my breath,
Thorough as theft, I've left no match,
Churn my pledge,
Dredge the edge,
Hatch.
Post-traumatic magic
Ghost of enigmatic times
Sends a shiver down my spine
Ruminate nostalgic,
Idiosyncratic tides
Of the perilous midst I glamourize
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE
The last ashes I asked for were passion's
Fast actions relapsed back to abstraction,
Attrition, mixed inhibitions, madness,
Perdition fixed on sick sadness, past-tense
Attach, in penitence, myself to every peccancy,
Plea towards no temperance, just generous is this gentle destiny,
As so, my conscious. I'm honest. I can't care,
Simply stir scared upon cognizance
That all this lurked there in my closet...
Applause it.
Jaws was awesome~
Like I have learned, I'll not return,
Assumption shows I've drawn discern,
Now I can sensor danger, gauge which hazards warn,
It might appear my sight has cleared,
Despite it feels a lot like fear
I'd volunteer to rise forlorn
sworn demise, or I'll be born
I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT I MADE IT OUT ALIVE
Post-traumatic magic
Ghost of enigmatic times
Sends a shiver down my spine
Ruminate nostalgic,
Idiosyncratic tides
Of the perilous midst I glamourize
Somebody literally has to die
For me to make it out of this one...alive