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This Warm Embrace

from Black Market Happiness by Machines on Blast

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lyrics

Save me from this life you gave me

Take me down
And take it all from me
You are as random as fate
Exist in me
With all the strength to fill me
You are the hell that's within
You are my world
But I don't want you to be
How do I break free
From your hold on me

I am your warm embrace
Won't I feel it
I am your sheltered space
Won't I see it
I know you want to save me now
Right now
From the darkness all around me
This is my tortured fate

Hold me down
And take it all from me
You leave me nothing again
Ingrain my life
With all the pain and suffer
We are just stuck in the end
Create in vain
With all the hopes to kill me
Or you'll just keep me alive
I want you too
I only hope I'm lying
This is a bad state of mind
You are my world
But I don't want you to be
How do I break free
From your hold on me

I am your warm embrace
Won't I feel it
I am your sheltered space
Won't I see it
I know you want to save me now
Right now
From the darkness all around me
This is my tortured fate

The lives of this place
Are full of disgrace
And I point the finger at you
They have been choked
Generations soaked
In a fortune of blood
The lives of this place
Are full of disgrace
And I point the finger at you
They have been choked
Generations soaked
In a fortune of blood
The lives of this place
Are full of disgrace
And I point the finger at you
The lives of this place
Are full of disgrace
And I point the finger at you

I am your warm embrace
Won't I feel it
I am your sheltered space
Won't I see it
I know you want to save me now
Right now
From the darkness all around me
This is my tortured fate

You got the taste of your life's blood
And now we are contained
You got the taste of your life's blood
Revolving doors remain

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from Black Market Happiness, track released October 13, 2020
Music / Lyrics by Evan Mitchell
Produced by Evan Mitchell & Andrew Howington
Mixed & Mastered by Henrik Udd @ Henrik Udd Studios

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After being lost for several years, a musical outlet was created as a way to channel the vast thoughts, ideas, and sonic visions bringing them to fruition through a heavy electro minefield called Machines on Blast!

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