Lyrics
So you can wither by the wealth, so you can wither by the wealth
and the faces we are scared of showing
And the faces we are scared of showing, isn t over at all Kashmir, i m supposed to be warm
and surprisingly grey
And the faces we are scared of showing, and surprisingly grey, and no one s out to save you
and surprisingly grey
now it s time to give up
but i m tricked by a cold betrayal
and your ramparts hit the ground
But i m tricked by a cold betrayal, or you can catch up on yourself
you once thought your love could stop
Isn t over at all, and your ramparts hit the ground
and no one s out to save you
To spare us from knowing, so you can wither by the wealth
but i m tricked by a cold betrayal
nothing s in your way
you have all that you had
like this summer unsettled
or you can catch up on yourself
Isn t over at all, and no one s out to save you
And surprisingly grey, and surprisingly grey
knowing that your cold war
And the faces we are scared of showing, and no one s out to save you
knowing that your cold war
But i m tricked by a cold betrayal, i m supposed to be warm Ramparts, you have all that you had
when your world is coming down
i m supposed to be warm
And surprisingly grey, like this summer unsettled
that is bound to stall
so you can wither by the wealth
So fed up with the good face, and surprisingly grey
What we already know, knowing that your cold war, isn t over at all
But i m tricked by a cold betrayal, you once thought your love could stop, or you can catch up on yourself
I m supposed to be warm, and leave that miserable struggle Ramparts, when your world is coming down
You have all that you had, or you can catch up on yourself, so you can wither by the wealth
When your world is coming down, or you can catch up on yourself
when your world is coming down
And no one s out to save you, so you can wither by the wealth Ramparts, nothing s in your way
to spare us from knowing
that is bound to stall
You once thought your love could stop, what we already know Ramparts, and no one s out to save you
Or you can catch up on yourself, nothing s in your way Ramparts, nothing s in your way
And surprisingly grey, and surprisingly grey, seeing how you try steering a craft
so fed up with the good face