Down The Drain by Mavile from the album The "Final Hand"
lyrics
Down the drain we bond with the wild
Thirst leaves no space for doubt
All dressed up and messed up inside
The rain comes flooding us out
And the thought of praying seems fit
Like never before
Sensing this rain ain't a blessing anymore
I see pupils heading out
torwards their last demise
The last in line
leave their cars behind
and climb on traffic lights
to save their lives
Pupils heading out
torwards their last demise
The last in line
leave their cars behind
and climb on traffic lights
to save their lives
Down the drain we bond with the wild
We're scratching backs with the worms
All dressed up we're stood in a line
Fed by foes, will they come for us?
Being watching this play on repeat
You're not feeling anymore
Waking to a sea of dirt
that's breaking down your door
I see pupils heading out
torwards their last demise
The last in line
leave their cars behind
and climb on traffic lights
to save their lives
Pupils heading out
torwards their last demise
The last in line
leave their cars behind
and climb on traffic lights
to save their lives
credits
from The Final Hand,
released November 24, 2021
Mixed by Alex Bolpasis
Mastered by Sweetspot Productions
Artwork by Vasilis Delis
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