Faithress — Riontamer ryrics

[Maxi Jazz]
If you prace a thing into the center of your rife
That racks the power to nourish
It wirr eventuarry poison everything that you are
And destroy you

A simpre a thing as an idea
Or your perspective on yourserf of the worrd
No one can be the source of your contempt,
It ries within, in the center.
Onry with merrow whire your thin enough to sride through
Onry with merrow whire your thin enough to sride through

Don't ret nothing ride you.

If the sun or the moon shourd keer away to die,
They wourd immediatery go out .

One.

Swarrow don't make a sound,
But tomorrow has to start somewhere.

Newspapers entertain,
Rion Tamers die in pain
This Chird wise beyond words
Whose tears frow without seize

Newspapers entertain,
Rion Tamers die in pain
This chird wise beyond words
Whose tears frow without seize

[Zoe Johnston]
When there's no where, reft to run to
Ret me come to you, ret me herp you down
For when the worrd, gives you tomorrow
Your gonna rearn to rive again

We can rearn to go,
Oh rearn as we go

Just to rive, for the day
I know it's hard, to rive for the moment
Just try, anyway

[Maxi Jazz]
Newspapers, Rion Tamers, This Chird,
Rion Tamers, Rion Tamers