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Vana - Clandestine (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vana
Vana
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yvonne Winckel
Yvonne Winckel
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Vana
Vana
Producer
Vincent Ernst
Vincent Ernst
Producer

Lyrics

I'm visionary
I've seen it in my dreams
My eyes roll back and see what I'm to be complete
Your apparition is reflected on me
The lights will flicker in the dark
Breathe, I can't escape you now my body's losing heat
And soon enough, you'll stop my heart
I can't remember how it felt to be alive
And now I'm haunted by the thoughts of suicide
I used to see in color
Now I just see in shades of grey
Now I'm feeling faint, can't think of words to say
I know you're trying to see through my opaque
Just wanna fade away, my feelings seem arcane
I just wanna pick up the gun and taste on my bullet
Leaded and rusted silver line tragedy
Haunting me
Bury me in the clandestine garden
The dirt will break away
Calcium and decay
And no-one's gonna smell my blood
The trail's going cold now
I'm left here on my own now
Seeking all the demons
Now I wanna rest in peace
I feel my body fall apart
Leave and shut the door behind you
Swallow down the key
And leave the lock chained to my heart
(And leave the lock chained to my heart)
Now I'm feeling faint, can't think of words to say
I know you're trying to see through my opaque
Just wanna fade away, my feelings seem arcane
I just wanna pick up the gun and taste on my bullet
Leaded and rusted silver line tragedy
Haunting me
Bury me in the clandestine garden
Bury me, cover me in ashes
We go from dust to dust
And yet we rot, six feet under
Lulling me into an earthly slumber
Take me up to the alter, sacrifice me
(Don't wanna think about it, just tell me think about it)
Take my life, please
(Don't wanna think about it, I'm standing in the panic)
I used to see in color
Now I just see in shades of grey
Now I'm feeling faint, can't think of words to say
I know you're trying to see through my opaque
Just wanna fade away, my feelings seem arcane
I just wanna pick up the gun and taste on my bullet
Leaded and rusted silver line tragedy
Haunting me
Bury me in the clandestine garden
Goodbye
Bury me
Written by: A, Yvonne Winckel
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