The conversation comes to a stand still You still wonder why? In one ear and out the other every time You still wonder why? The room begins to fill with guests Delusions of romance Diluted by non-sense Licking their lips in suspense Waiting on the rest of their lives
Lust is all that is left The gold and white seams Soft skin and soft eyes The gold and white seams
Hung over with regrets and sin But ascension has begun Wrung out by the hands of a familiar feel I need someone that will do more than listen Help me face the things I can't by myself I'm the first to show up every time and always the last to leave
Drifting off with no warning You still wonder why? Staring out at nothing You still wonder why? The party's over Don't even try asking why Everyone needs to leave Don't even try asking why
All I see are skeletons
All I see are skeletons of what could have been
All I see are skeletons
And I find myself alone like I always do Looking for love in the wrong places will do that to you Looking for comfort from things that are as empty as yourself Will do that to you again and again I need someone that will do more than listen Help me face the things I can't by myself I'm the first one to show up every time and always the last to leave → http://pesenok.ru/47/The-Last-Ten-Seconds-of-Life/tekst-pesni-Skeletal