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Terror In the Canyons (Live) - Phosphorescent
Written by：Matthew Houck
I could be the tiger I could be the snake
I could be the fire I could be the lake
I could be the sky-bird it's waiting on the wind
I could be the devil waiting to begin
See I was the wounded master oh I was the slave
My hands and my mouth aw honey they would not behave
See I was the holy writer then I was the page
Then I was the bleeding actor oh then I was the stage
But now you're telling me my hearts sick
And I'm telling you I know
You're telling me you're leaving
And I'm telling you to go
And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck
But for each season left unblessed
The new terror in the canyons
The new terror in our chests
I could be the tether I can be the place
I could be forever or just a couple days
I could be the morning that breaks upon your skin
I could be the devil honey and do it all again
That I was the wounded master then I was the slave
My hands and my mouth aw honey they was caught in a rage
See I was the holy lion then I was the cage
I was the bleeding actor honey got the stage
Oh but now you're telling me my hearts sick
And I'm telling you I know
And you're telling me you're leaving
And I'm telling you to go
And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck
But for each season left unblessed
The new terror in the canyons
The new terror in our chests
