I see you in my head at night. Your eyes are vacant, And your mouth is bright. And all you say are things I dont want to hear, So I smash my hands against my broken ears. We are the thoughts that you were warned about. We are the shadows in your basement. When you say doomsday we say everythings alright. But its all the same.... Get yourself a number Oh weve been watching you sleep, We know your tricks, We know all your bad habits. We know your secrets, We know where you are lost; We sneak into your closet and have dinner with the skeletons. All along youve been asking whats wrong with me, All along youve been asking whats wrong with me. All along youve been living your predicament, Saying you were innocent, but whats that got to do with us?
Posted on: Tue, 09 Dec 2014 18:58:42 +0000
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