Invincible from Division Rising by Morrison Graves

These shadows are full of gray.
Light shifting on over our graves.
Under the skies of rubbled remains.
That we can’t shake, that we can’t shake.
City demons decide our fate.
Shown a poster of a pretty place.
You should have seen it, yeah, you should have seen it.
It's empty, empty, empty. No escape.

Oh oh oh, get out, get out, get out now.
Ah ah ah, get out, get out, underground.
Oh oh oh, get out, get out, get out now.
Ah ah ah, get out, get out, underground.

Illusions sewn of a lucid hope.
Delusion’s hold, that's invincible.

Our eviction is your religion.
Consumed by your velvet hoard.
We can not change it, we can not break it.
It's piercing, piercing, piercing through our core.

Oh oh oh, get out, get out, get out now.
Ah ah ah, go now, go now, underground.
Oh oh oh, get out, get out, get out now.
Ah ah ah, go now, go now, underground.

Illusions sewn of a lucid hope.
Delusion owned, that's invincible.

• Rock
• Surf Rock
• indie
• psych
• psychedelic
• psychedelic rock
• Oregon