Slow Lyrics - Professional Murder Music

Sink through the floor seems no different today 

I'll tell you it's like the sky's getting further away 

Still close without a reason 

Still the same when I hold it in sight 

Still close without a reason 

Still real when I have it inside 

Pounding me to black, take my eyes 

Say the reasons, tells me not to try 

After all those things you keep on telling me 

I keep saying it's all wrong 

Many times over again 

I don't want to see that time coming soon 

Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason 

I thank you more for the greed you hide inside 

Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason 

I thank you more for the greed you hide in sight