She calls me from the cold. Just when I was low, feeling short of stable. And all that she intends. And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label. She says she's ashamed.
Memories are just where you laid them. Drag the waters till the depths give up their dead. What did you expect to find. Was there something you left behind.
Memories are just where you laid them. Drag the waters till the depths give up their dead. What did you expect to find. Was there something you left behind.
I've seen you hanging round. This darkness where I'm bound. And this black hole I've dug for me. And silently within. With hands touching skin. The shock breaks my disease.