lets run like kids at play and hold our breath until our hearts stop beating hearts stop beating let my last thought be something i hold dear let my
Damager oh damager with glass in your eyes how do you see how do you feel with your hands so posed lets talk numbers lets talk themes now they've been
but i'll never die for you and now i'm saved with the flare, the spark, the alarm i am willing this i'm not alone in this fight you've made a curse of
You sing just like un caged birds til the trees are ablaze the scribe licks his pen come fly with me rewrite our end still, alive still, alive this is
You have lost yourself. You will never be found. We'll cut from ear to ear. We will open you up. You have that look upon your face. The cut that razors
Light it up a flash so thin through a sky so grey look away our faces turned its a plea to the ear its a walk to my hands its a fall to my feet to find
My amber furnace breathes I've got an ear to the wall. If we sat forever in this house the wind would take us. so take me Ride all night. Like a
Scarlet ribbons fall away. she let's down her hair polished lips that tear your heart from your chest All you're looking All you're looking for. I've
Under Shelter Of sins and secrets. Wait in silence. In silence, four strangers, They approach. Not a word, not a sound. the faces in the hill come alive
This is not at all what it seems. There is no sorrow, Or regret for the choices that we?ve made You?ll be gone like them tomorrow. God Damn! I?m no killer
I DONT LOVE WHAT IVE DONE ALL THESE MONTHS OF WEAR I DONT KNOW WHERE I WAS AND NOW AT THIS ANCHOR LIKE AN ALTAR I TIE AND TIE AND TIE IF THIS NEVER ENDS
: You have lost yourself. You will never be found. We'll cut from ear to ear. We will open you up. You have that look upon your face. The cut that razors
: Under Shelter Of sins and secrets. Wait in silence. In silence, four strangers, They approach. Not a word, not a sound. the faces in the hill come
: Scarlet ribbons fall away. she let's down her hair polished lips that tear your heart from your chest All you're looking All you're looking for. I'
: (Instrumental)
: You sing just like un caged birds til the trees are ablaze the scribe licks his pen come fly with me rewrite our end still, alive still, alive this
: Light it up a flash so thin through a sky so grey look away our faces turned its a plea to the ear its a walk to my hands its a fall to my feet to
