Got my paintbox out last night Stayed up late and wrecked this place Woke up on the floor again Cellphone stuck to the side of my face
Dead space on the other end Perfect howl of emptiness Cast my gaze around the room Someone needs to clean up this mess
Tape up the windows Call in a favor from an old friend
Make some scratches on my floor Crawl down on my hands and knees In old movies people scream Choking on their fists when they see shadows like these
But no one screams 'cause it's just me Locked up in myself Never gonna get free
Something sacred, something blue Cannons in the harbor dawn I crawled down here to dig for bones One more season then I'm gone
Black drapes over the crosses Call in a favor from an old friendTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
