This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
This is really only all we have (bury all of me)
Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light (before I have a chance)
Coldest eyes, and the softest touch (To open my eyes)
Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light (and see you laughing)
These typed letters
Beneath me (is this all we have?)
Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough (Or is this all just twilight)
And maybe things will turn out fine (beyond the skyline blinding me?)
Hide behind your crystal screen
And blow kisses at me
Just remember, what we said wouldn't happen, go
Write your name on my chest in kerosene
Spark a match, and you
Won't be cold again
This is really only all we have
Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light
Coldest eyes
You had the coldest eyes, and the softest touch
Daytime, twilight, twilight, light (twilight)
Gag and destroy me
Gag and destroy me
I have a (sorry I didn't hear you)
Collection of thunder that I stole (I was busy dying in the corner)
Thunder, that I stole (those three words)
From your windowsill (destroyed every inch of me and, yet you keep speaking)
Stole right from your windowsill (ahh)
Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light (before I have a chance)
Coldest eyes, and the softest touch (To open my eyes)
Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light (and see you laughing)
These typed letters
Beneath me (is this all we have?)
Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough (Or is this all just twilight)
And maybe things will turn out fine (beyond the skyline blinding me?)
Hide behind your crystal screen
And blow kisses at me
Just remember, what we said wouldn't happen, go
Write your name on my chest in kerosene
Spark a match, and you
Won't be cold again
This is really only all we have
Daytime, twilight, pitch black, night light
Coldest eyes
You had the coldest eyes, and the softest touch
Daytime, twilight, twilight, light (twilight)
Gag and destroy me
Gag and destroy me
I have a (sorry I didn't hear you)
Collection of thunder that I stole (I was busy dying in the corner)
Thunder, that I stole (those three words)
From your windowsill (destroyed every inch of me and, yet you keep speaking)
Stole right from your windowsill (ahh)
Lyrics submitted by eulogyxforxanxangel, edited by labyrinthianeviantmo
Adelleda Lyrics as written by Dallas Green Chris Steele
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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This is really only all we have: (Bury all of me) Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Night light. (Before I have a chance) Coldest eyes, and the softest touch. (To open my eyes and see you laughing.) Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Night light. These typed letters. (Is this all we have?) Beneath me. (Or is this all just twilight beyond the skyline) Fuck with these buttons and knobs long enough (Blinding me) And maybe things will... turn out fine.
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Daytime. Twilight. Pitch black. Light!
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(Sorry I didn't hear you) I have a (I was busy Dying in the corner) Collection of thunder that I stole (Those three words) I stole. That I stole. (Destroyed every inch of me and you keep) From your windowsill. (Speaking.) Stole... From your windowsill.