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Clouds To Break - Metric
Composed by:James Shaw/Emily Haines/Liam O'Neil
Produced by:Jimmy Shaw/Gavin Brown/Liam O'Neil/John O’Mahony
Days they gotta pull their weight
Pull their weight
Dragged from slumber half awake
Half awake
Daisies waiting on the vine
On the vine
Wilted by the hour of nine
Hour of nine
Malice funds a soul depraved
Soul depraved
Motivate the hate we say
The hate we say
Hiding in plain sight it thrives
Sight it thrives
Poison for the love
Poison for the love deprived
I beg the clouds to break
I've been told the fog will thin
If I could just resist the urge to win
And beg the clouds to break
I've been told the earth will spin
If I could just resist the urge to win
And beg
Busted moral compass shallow grave
Shallow grave
Nothing buried nothing gained
Nothing gained
Strip of sunset out of light
Out of light
Darkness by the hour of five
Hour of five
So closer to the ground I stay
Still pissed off but less afraid
Every bed I occupied
Resurrected side-by-side
All this running around
I never found what I'm running toward
And if I was oh so invisible then
I'm invisible now more than before
All this running around
No I never found what I'm running toward
Posing in the mud in a gown
Falling on my sword
I beg the clouds to break
I've been told the fog will thin
If I could just resist the urge to win
And beg the clouds to break
I've been told the earth will spin
If I could just resist the urge to win
And beg