Evermore
de Ghost Atlas
She came in with a "come-and-get-me" grin
She swallowed all her sins whole and kept them
Within her smile, was a cry, a crave for pity
She fled from the wilderness, and learned to fuck the city
Lights, sounds, desperate creatures in the jungle, jungle
Lights, sounds, desperate creatures in the jungle, jungle
Boys and girls
Nestled in the strangling arms of a mother
A child masked from what's outside
You won't bleed the love from your daughter
Let her be free, let her be
She lives imprisoned by her emotions
Latched onto her neck, they feed
You won't bleed the love from your daughter
Let her be free, let her be
I keep my expectations buried beneath the floorboards
With her remains
Lights, sounds, desperate creatures in the jungle, jungle
Lights, sounds, desperate creatures in the jungle, jungle
Boys and girls
Nestled in the strangling arms of a mother
A child masked from what's outside
You won't bleed the love from your daughter
Let her be free, let her be
She lives imprisoned by her emotions
Latched onto her neck, they feed
You won't bleed the love from your daughter
Let her be free, let her be, free
Let her be, free
I don't think I'll notice you, for long
For long
Nestled in the strangling arms of a mother
A child masked from what's outside
You won't bleed the love from your daughter
Let her be free, let her be
She lives imprisoned by her emotions
Latched onto her neck, they feed
You won't bleed the love from your daughter
Let her be free, let her be, free
Let her be, free
Let her be
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