little island (Jaden's Version)

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Little Island (Jaden's Version)

Intro

in my little island
i’m a little high at
night i meet the light
around my middle eye
let the day away what
ever came my way i 
lie in bed and pray the
sun will rise again
down down 
into the silence 
round round 
adrift and mindless
dreaming in technicolor drown 
in crystal skies

Verse I

The celestial calling came when you needed it my brain’s been untamed lately, fake is he, mistake maybe, Hate that I can't concede to the angels, the demons make waves in me
Dancing around flames, afraid to get burned, but the thrill’s in me Chills from the games being played but I go unpaid in life's currency Currently I see myself falling apart, doc ain’t got stitches for this one I’m sorry I’ve been missing, went fishing, liked the catch not the picture Murder’s fun when it’s food, but not when depression’s got my soul lynching Ever been caught kissing the knife after the signature slice on your meat bag Real-time lag after realizing pain doesn't heal just drowns in the tide Of emotions, currents, under toe, under go the changes of this life of mine

Chorus

Does trauma make you my savior (savior)
Does trauma make you my savior (savior)
Does trauma make you my savior(savior)
Does trauma make you my savior(savior)
Are you really my savior
Do you see me as a broken angel
Can you see past my anger
Am I a demon in your eye—your eye

Verse II

I feel the creep of a demon, I can’t deny the gripping, tripping, thumping, bumping Wet seep from the back of my eye I feel the creep of a heathen Secreting, leaking drops of madness, I can’t control this Birth this conclusion that I am broken it takes a toll, causes spirals If you’re told you're a demon enough, it engulfs you even the strongest
Of angels have the darkest bruises tell me, what would you do?

Outro

in my little island
i’m a little high at
night i meet the light
around my middle eye

let the day away what
ever came my way i
lie in bed and pray the
sun will rise again

down down
into the silence
round round
adrift and mindless
dreaming in technicolor drown
in crystal skies

Does trauma make you my savior (savior)
Does trauma make you my savior (savior)
Does trauma make you my savior(savior)
Does trauma make you my savior(savior)

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Little Island (Jaden's Version) Intro in my little island i’m a little high at night i meet the light around my middle eye let the day away what ever came my way i lie in bed and pray the sun will rise again down down into the silence round round adrift and mindless dreaming in technicolor drown in crystal skies Verse I The celestial calling came when you needed it my brain’s been untamed lately, fake is he, mistake maybe, Hate that I can't concede to the angels, the demons make waves in me Dancing around flames, afraid to get burned, but the thrill’s in me Chills from the games being played but I go unpaid in life's currency Currently I see myself falling apart, doc ain’t got stitches for this one I’m sorry I’ve been missing, went fishing, liked the catch not the picture Murder’s fun when it’s food, but not when depression’s got my soul lynching Ever been caught kissing the knife after the signature slice on your meat bag Real-time lag after realizing pain doesn't heal just drowns in the tide Of emotions, currents, under toe, under go the changes of this life of mine Chorus Does trauma make you my savior (savior) Does trauma make you my savior (savior) Does trauma make you my savior(savior) Does trauma make you my savior(savior) Are you really my savior Do you see me as a broken angel Can you see past my anger Am I a demon in your eye—your eye Verse II I feel the creep of a demon, I can’t deny the gripping, tripping, thumping, bumping Wet seep from the back of my eye I feel the creep of a heathen Secreting, leaking drops of madness, I can’t control this Birth this conclusion that I am broken it takes a toll, causes spirals If you’re told you're a demon enough, it engulfs you even the strongest Of angels have the darkest bruises tell me, what would you do? Outro in my little island i’m a little high at night i meet the light around my middle eye let the day away what ever came my way i lie in bed and pray the sun will rise again down down into the silence round round adrift and mindless dreaming in technicolor drown in crystal skies Does trauma make you my savior (savior) Does trauma make you my savior (savior) Does trauma make you my savior(savior) Does trauma make you my savior(savior)

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