Pulse Lyrics - Singles - Monks Of Mellonwah

Deep kick 

Undercover 

Buried in the seventh wonder 

Always facing 

Rainbow chasing oh 

Its gone, I could be wrong 

Cold pit 

Scary lover 

Soul lit the violent thunder 

Never wasting 

Time replacing oh 

Its gone, move it along 

Rip round 

Make another 

Solitude a major blunder 

Devil styling 

World defining role 

My soul, will always be cold 

When we run 

We find sun 

I dont feel whats real 

In all the same old things 

Class clown 

Not another 

Sad face whose life went under 

We all know 

The rules can bend and break 

Away, think of the stakes 

Heat stick 

Burning under 

Losing time but growin on ya 

Shifting faces blur as time goes on 

And on, isnt it wrong 

When we run 

We find sun 

I dont feel whats real 

In all the same old things 

Skin folder 

Growing older 

Makin way for young miss lola 

We can wait 

But she just cant hold on 

Too long, she might move on 

Age old 

Space lion 

Listen close youll hear him crying 

Even gods can feel it slip away 

Today, is fading away 

When we run 

We find sun 

I dont feel whats real 

In all the same old things 

You hide away 

In a place youll never stay 

Hide away 

On your own