Ordinary Days from Host Remastered by Paradise Lost

Breathing life, as true as honest work
Breathing life, a truth for all it’s worth

You want to seem to be as fragile as can be
I want to roll inside that shell you call a mind

Breathing life, as frail as insincere
Breathing life, too cold to shed a tear

You want to seem to be as fragile as can be
I want to see the things that I’m supposed to have seen
I want to know the fear that sets inside of me
I want to breathe the air, like I was meant to on ordinary days

You want to seem to be as fragile as can be
I want to see the things that I’m supposed to have seen
I want to know the fear that sets inside of me
I want to breathe the air, like I was meant to on ordinary days

• Metal
• doom metal
• gothic metal
• heavy metal
• Halifax