WOLVES & MACHINES LYRICS

"Nomads"

I sold my consciousness
In favor of fevers, doubts, and restlessness
Left my vices to the shore

Though you may think me a man among men
The truth is I'm ruthless
You let the truth in and you'll see
That I need to leave

We'll waste away
Safe on dry land reciting the vows we made
Leave those bodies to the shore

Though you may think me a man among men
The truth is I'm ruthless
You let the truth in and you'll see
That I need to leave

I fear we're wasting away
I'll cut all the strings
I won't sit here and wait
For a nomadic life
Until this place kills the nomad in me

The road I chose is that of least resistance
It takes me where I'm supposed to be
Comfort rose and made me an offer
And pushed my boat back out to sea
Don't strip my progress away from me

The road I chose is that of least resistance
It takes me where I'm supposed to be
Comfort rose and made me an offer
And pushed my boat back out to sea
Don't strip my progress away from me

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