Testo Plaines Overhead Josiah Leming
Strangle the urgeChoke the feeling
Hide it deep beneath the surface
Quickly now before the ceiling
Starts to crumble down upon us
Donât you dare look back as we turn to go
Thereâs nothing left here for us
But salty eyes and burning skies
That fall as they ignore us
Stab your tongue
And bite the sadness
And never let it turn to madness
Sinking in the sea of moving lips
That reach out, try to grab us
Realizing now itâs useless
Soldier horses, donât be foolish
Jump the guns, withdraw a bleeding fist
And the walls they fall around us
Here they come to take you away
Invisible angels, and being in wide array
The skies overcast and deserts past
It was meant to, meant to be this way
To stay with me youâd be insane
Such a monster unspeakable name
Iâll forever kill every right than wrongs my way
It must be meant to be, meant to be
It must be meant to be, meant to be
It must be meant to be, meant to be
This way
It must be meant to be, meant to be
It must be meant to be, meant to be
It must be meant to be, meant to be
This way