Every night I wander these hallways Search every inch, leave no stone unturned Dust for prints, scrutinise every witness Scour every tape on a neverending loop
No more sleep, agony's Chained my feet, dragging me Underneath eternally Swing low, chariot, carry me home
Even dreams bring me back to that rooftop Drawn to that spot like a moth to a flame No amount of water can clear us of this failure Flies in the trap and the doors won't close
Nervous tick on the sticks of the septic tank Soup on the house Nervously tickling at the sticks of the septic tank Soup on the house, seeping home
Put myself into the shoes of her killer Call out to her through the elevator doors Drag her screaming to the tank on the roof Forever and ever and evermoreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
