Parabelle — Face This Charade

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I’m cut, you’re cut
But you’re still clawing freshly from my bones
This is what it comes to when you go, a following
You still remember all the words you wrote
All the simple minds you’d overload, to fall in love

I can’t explain this hell
There is a rat inside my head
And he’s pulling back the shades
Are you ever coming home to face this charade?

Crawling faster on my own
This is what it comes to when you go, a wandering
You still remember all the words you spoke
All the simple hearts you overlooked, ’til you fell in love

I can’t explain this hell
There is a rat inside my head
And he’s pulling back the shades
Are you ever coming home to face this charade?

Breathe out, it’s wonderful (Who cares)
Breathe in for the one you love (Who will?)

I can’t explain this hell
There is a rat inside my head
And he’s pulling back the shades
Are you ever coming home to face this charade?

Coward!
Coward!
Coward!

You’re a coward
You’re a coward
You’re a coward
You’re a coward