Touché Amoré - Art Official lyrics

[Touché Amoré - Art Official lyrics]

Retracing my steps in hopes to find
Some trace of me that may
Be somewhere left behind

There’s a fear, there’s a point
There is a problem
What if what I find won’t solve them?
And I wonder why I have no motivation
I guess I just answered my own question

I’m not the golden boy so don’t shine me on
I’m the bastard son of romantic Babylon
With veins that are all
Fashioned out of copper
A past design not destined to be conquered
But like anything there is a flaw
Inscripted deep that may explain
Everything

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