The hail it rattles Everything like sin It's the sound of tears And hearts turn to tin Suburbs are wailing They're waiting to drown As the jeering children are whining like hounds
читать дальшеMy heart is swooning As the air seems so fresh But the shards of ice are Tearing through my flesh Millions of footsteps Each day pound the streets But with every progression Reality retreats
I dream like I breathe Have to And I seem like I need For pleasure And I dream like I breathe Have to
These worlds, they don't exist But these worlds just persist
You're on a cruise ship waiting to die There's a table mountain raking the sky But beads of colours absorbed by your eyes Red is for danger, black is for lies The air is getting heavy which plays on my mind Like a sickly spirit you're a killer but you're mine
And I dream like I breathe Have to And I seem like I need Pleasure And I dream like I breathe Have to And I seem like I need Pleasure These worlds, they don't exist But these worlds just persist
It's an alabaster ocean It's an alabaster sky The knife slides through the rubber But the creatures they won't die On the banks of the river The days came gently past But in the depths of the hour We hear?
You're on a cruise ship waiting to die there's a table mountain raking the sky Through beads of colours absorbed by your eyes Red is for danger and black is for lies It's an alabaster ocean It's an alabaster sky The knife slides through the rubber But the creatures they won't die On the banks of the river The days came gently past But in the depths of the hour We hear? You're on a cruise ship waiting to die There's a table mountain raking the sky You're on a cruise ship waiting to die There's a table mountain raking the sky