The mask keeps on slipping and tearing The holes are big enough to see I strain and I'm bending to hear you What did you tell me So slow you see me disappear
Inside I'm gone, you knew that all, all along Without the distance you never get away Plastic bag image, it's over now, it's over now The color fading
So sad to everyone Did not occur to you Wake up an empty shell Someone to crawl into Dead days refuse to dream The blanket still asleep Concealing every
Felt the best that I could feel censored every memory Give me yours so I can feed mine Anywhere but far away, can't be what you meant to say I won't miss
I burn and melt and stick and fade Your temporary arms invade One of many last warnings Cannot wipe the conscience clean The strain wears in you Whore
I gave it all, I gave it up then I took it in and got enough but I try to cancel out Whatever I can't laugh about So, what does that say There can't
Slow sinking feeling Kills the mood you're conveying And it pulls me far down below It might be best if you go Can it not wait and hope for the best
I can't lose anything So what's left is mine And I win this time Consolation day I'll make up a way I'll know now just what to say And I'll get away
Tell me what you need to hear And I'll tell it to you again I can fake it all if you can too Will it stop from bleeding naturally enough? Can I hold my
Let me in And let me go Tell me that I need to know I need to know Swallow the key Swallow the key You feel compelled But it's far too late To try and
Another face another empty space The feelings fade and all the Lonely ones are left hiding There's no way, there's no way left Your spirit's so thin
I gave it all i gave it up then i took it in and got enough but i try to cancel out whatever i can't laugh about so what does that say there can't be
Fordítás: Finger Eleven. Tipp.
: Slow sinking feeling kills the mood you're conveying and it pulls me far down below it might be best if you go can it not wait and hope for the best
: So sad to everyone did not occur to you wake up an empty shell someone to crawl into dead days refuse to dream the blanket still asleep concealing
: I can't lose anything so what's left is mine and I win this time consolation day i'll make up a way i'll know now just what to say i'll get away
: Inside i'm gone you knew that all along without the distance you never get away plastic bag image is over now it's over now the color fading is all
