LIMBS - Blister

LIMBS' new album Father's Son is out now, get it here: https://unfd.lnk.to/FathersSon Subscribe to UNFD: https://unfd.lnk.to/subscribeID UNFD on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/unfdcentral UNFD on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/unfdcentral UNFD on Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/unfdcentral https://www.unfdcentral.com I can feel my hands forming quiet blisters Watching my faith slip through my fingers Now a bastard child with a firm resolve I can see clear as the day I was born Out of your pocket onto the floor Unravelling, unravelling I’ve been here before But never without looking up for you But never without looking up for you The greatest loss is when I was found Raised to be deaf, now I hear the sound Of a thousand voices I built your throne on shallow words Watched it crumble in context Deeper now, I feel something, somehow I never thought I’d feel anything again I’ve grown calloused and cold And as I rest in nothingness I feel breath on my lips The breath of a mother’s child Shallow now, but still breathing somehow I can feel it on my tongue I can hear their song The greatest loss is when I was found Raised to be deaf now I hear the sound Of a thousand voices singing A thousand gods rejoicing Maybe there’s something more than All that has come after the sound of my filling lungs Maybe there’s something more

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