Crooked Feathers by Stonegard Lyrics

The bitter taste of sweetness on my tongue
Seems to be the venomous debris of what went wrong
Try to figure out this
One on one charade my ways have finally found
And it seems that all that shimmer is gold
But not this one

I'll ride this one of

You don't know what you got until it's gone
(Ravaged ravaged)
The common excuse exceeds to be enough for everyone

I tuck my wings back in
You try to make the weight lighter
To carry on

Crooked feathered I dwell on like unaffected
This war has just begun
I have nowhere to run
On along
Loathing this bitter taste of emptiness
My solo run
Seems to be the venomous debris of what went wrong
I'll never figure this out
Summoning of fatal flaws
I'm tearing it down
And it seems that all that shimmer is gold
But not this one

Oh I'm burnt again
Beyond recognition
Should I roll over and play dead?

I tuck my wings back in
You try to make the weight lighter
To carry on

Crooked feathered I dwell on like unaffected
This war has just begun
I try to even the figures

Crooked feathered I dwell on like unaffected
This war has just begun
I have nowhere to run
On along