Song Lyrics

"6 570"

by Fleming
Album: Delusions Of Grandeur

Made of your blood, the prize of your love,
You brought me here, so here's where I belong,
Like a fish in a bowl, the only world I know,
I can't stay, but I won't go,
Don't tell me that it's over.

Six thousand, five hundred, seventy days,
Makes it hard for anyone to ever want to change.

That's why I still, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
Take it everywhere I go, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
All that I love, all that I loathe.

Every word I've ever said, every thought that's in my head,
Marked like money by you, to never be without you,
Layers of my veneer melt away like the years,
When I go back to that place, it's only me here.

Six thousand, five hundred, seventy days,
Makes it hard for anyone to ever want to change.

That's why I still, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
Take it everywhere I go, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
All that I love, all that I loathe, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
It's who I am today, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
And why I feel this way.

Six thousand, five hundred, seventy days,
Makes it hard for anyone to ever want to change,
Ever want to change.

(six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
Take it everywhere I go, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
All that I love, all that I loathe, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
It's who I am today, (six thousand, five hundred, seventy)
And why I feel this way,
It's why I feel this way.

Six thousand, five hundred, seventy,
Six thousand, five hundred, seventy,
Six thousand, five hundred, seventy days,
Six thousand, five hundred, seventy,
Six thousand, five hundred, seventy,
Six thousand, five hundred, seventy days.

Days,
Days.


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