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| Song title | |||
| "Cinnamon" | |||
| Original Upload Date | |||
| December 3, 2024 | |||
| Singer | |||
| Miyamai Moca | |||
| Producer(s) | |||
tiramika (music, lyrics, tuning, illustration, PV)
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| Views | |||
| 12,000+ | |||
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Lyrics[]
Searching for something that isn't still pity
A roll of the die brings the dead to the front
Corpses, we lurch out of insatiation
Starving, the irradiated hunt
Nothing is left but the gore in my skull
And I'm starting to wish that I'd got it all out
Bodies we built to withstand desperation
Watching me move with the gall to ask "How?"
Exsanguinated til we collapse on the floor
The searing concrete
Burns words into my brittle bones
They're deep below we're deep below now
Scream my name, don't make a sound
Cause we're all tired from hearing you out
Fight back against the living now that
They're waking up, we're waking up hey
Searching for something that isn't still pity
A roll of the die brings the dead to the front
Corpses, we lurch out of insatiation
Starving, the irradiated hunt
Nothing is left but the gore in my skull
And I'm starting to wish that I'd got it all out
Bodies we built to withstand desperation
Watching me move with the gall to ask "How?"
Blind and yet seeing the state of the battle
It's obvious even with blood in your eyes
Soldiers are freezing like doves dead in snow
While the ihonoita march on and take our prize
And nothing is left but the salt on your fields
As the towers begin to come crumbling down
Bodies we built to pretend we're human
Watching me move with the gall to ask "How?"
Ruminations spread about the gold in our veins
The soot on our face
A virus so destructive that it leaves just the soul
Leave me alone
And nothing makes us happier than
Seeing your world is shattering now
A kingdom built of viscera, we're nothing but bones
Leave us alone
A girl sits at her mama's side
She's long dead and gone but she'll never find
The words to say what's on her mind
I can't go home, we can't go home
Searching for something that isn't still pity
A roll of the die brings the dead to the front
Corpses, we lurch out of insatiation
Starving, the irradiated hunt
Nothing is left but the gore in my skull
And I'm starting to wish that I'd got it all out
Bodies we built to withstand desperation
Watching me move with the gall to ask "How?"
Blind and yet seeing the state of the battle
It's obvious even with blood in your eyes
Soldiers are freezing like doves dead in snow
While the ihonoita march on and take our prize
And nothing is left but the smoke in your lungs
And the rubble, it sings such a maddening sight
Bodies we built to rewrite what's human
Watching me move with the gall to ask "Why?"