歌词
What Is This Thing
That lives inside of me?
Like a plastic gun?
Full of empty thrills
It Keeps Me In The Dark?
Have you got on too?
It pretends we are a part?
Not just one or two
Should We Kill It Off?
Cut it fast and deep?
Well It feel so wrong?
Ridiculous and cheap
Try to find something concrete?
Have you got one too?
Try to pin it down?
They will flip it out of you
But it will pull it out?
And put it on itself?
It comes crashing down?
Every time I sleep
Should We Chase it Off
Put a matchstick to the hay?
We could stage our own?
Death will walk away
I'll kill a something new?
I can believe?
Cause I walk Around the clock?
And I end up tired
I walk around the clock?
And At The End I Was Tired
Should we play alone?
Wicked's little game?
Just believe there's rules?
We could Stay and sway
But I walk around the clock?
And At The End I Was Tired?
And I know it will let you down?
The smelling up to last?
Cause it comes all way down?
And burn it up itself
Oh yes,it comes crashing down?
Every time I sleep
It's coming down?
It's coming down?
It's coming down?
ppl.
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