Lock up all the doors
Barricade the lines
Hide around the corner till they blow away 

Forget all of the rules
Pain's no longer cruel
Forging all of the bank notes just to win 

And when it comes, you'll be ready, you'll be ready for it. The storm. 

I hear them knocking, uneven beating.
De capo allegro, a broken echo 

like a ballerina with a broken shin
But even the rain can soak into thick skin 

But when it comes, you're ready for it, you're ready for it, the storm. 

And when it comes, you're ready, you're ready for it. The storm. 

Because at the end of the day it's all about watching for yourself, taking what you can until it goes south. 

At the end of the day it's all about fighting for yourself, syphoning the time, committing the crimes running this town 

Flashing lights. Red, blue and wide
No one's turned up so I guess it's alright 

It's a dance with the mind
'Cos temper turns on a dime
hurricane crescendo, I think it's the end so 

Wish I could start again 

No I'm not ready, I'm not ready for it, It's not the storm, it's the lightning that strikes.

Storms  - live

About a boy
Written & produced by Viennie

pfah demo

fullhouse

saturated floor

Ceiling

(originally by Tiny Ruins). 

i love this song <3 one of these days i'll learn it on guitar!

Storms - live

Felix

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