I Killed the Cat - Tfs | Текст песни

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Every time there's a secret to be uncovered,
I find you
With a shovel behind your back

Every time there's a secret to be uncovered,
I find you
With a shovel behind your back
And I just want to know:
What kind of twisted, pathetic game are you playing
And how deep the knife will go
When plunged right into my
Skin, skin

It's the same clockwork motion
That keeps us from the truth
We've got to let go of these ghosts
And bury the skeletons
And I'm clinging on to hope but it's wearing thin
Like strands of the rope from the noose around my neck

Pray
(All you can do is)
Pray
(Oh, you better fucking)
Pray

You can't burn a bridge that was never built (x2)

Your body was my canvas
My burning glory
I saw the poems spill from your lips
Like scattering ashes
In the wind

It's the same clockwork motion
That keeps us from the truth
We've got to let go of these ghosts
And bury the skeletons
And I'm clinging on to hope but it's wearing thin
Like strands of the rope from the noose around my neck

Pray
(All you can do is)
Pray
(Oh, you better fucking)
Pray

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