it's all melting off your head it's all dripping off your eyes as the silhouettes burn
it's all slipping off your hand it's all slipping off your tounge as the silhouettes burn
My name is gone past your memory the din of your elderly steps across this room you lost touch with shroud your cold body the wasted white of your hair waves to the near death that awaits
Or has death already taken you are you in peace right now or is this mess grieving in your heart
Please look at me and say my name and tell me about what we've past together
Let's sit face to face and talk about us please look at me and say my name and tell me about what we've past
In such a quiet ache you wander throughout your home holding your fists behind your back and everything hides from you everything shapes to black
You're left astray unbinded from the world as the silhouettes burn
I'm running all your words through my head (and) and if only they could change a thing oh if only they could change a fucking thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.