Far from the electric floor, removed from the red meat market I looked for a fire door, and escaped from the drums and barking Bereft of all social charms, I’m struck down by the hand of fear I’ve fallen to the corner’s arms, same way I, I’ve done for years I’m trapped in a collapsing building Come find me now, where I hide and We’ll speak in our secret tongues Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight Would you come and brighten my corner A lit torch to the woodpile eye
Dead wood needs to ignite There’s no spark on a dampened floor A snapped limb and an unlit fire Would you come and break down this door I’m trapped in an abandoned building Come find me now, where I hide and We’ll speak in our secret tongues Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight Would you come and brighten my corner A lit torch to the woodpile eye
Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight Would you come and brighten my corner A lit torch to the woodṗile eye We come back to my corner Spent too long alone tonight With you coming back to my corner Lit torch to the woodpile Come find me now, where I hide and We’ll speak in our secret tonguesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
