Atlas - COIN

Isn’t it obvious, when my sheets are tangled up on the bedroom floor?

It’s not that I’m bothered by my kitchen sink and whole much more

Sleepless lonesome nights

Haunted by due time

Hope is dying for now

Havent you heard?

Atlas folds at the thought

Of what he’s just learned

A chainmail will drop with one weak link

Maybe we should talk before I speak

Borrow thoughts from my bitter ends

Blaming stars and monsoons

Bended by the thought, Pompeii set us up

Hope is dying for now

Havent you heard?

Atlas folds at the thought

Of what he’s just learned

Hope is dying for now

Havent you heard?

Atlas wants a way out

Before it gets worse

Havent you heard?

Havent you heard?