Tiny Little Houses — The Void

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I have sat in the same shirt for days
Trying to sway your smell away
But your perfume’s leached into my voice
It’s haunting me but I can’t let go
Consciousness I’ll bear torn back and bare
With the lonely voice in my head
It’s a place where I can hold my love
She can’t be taken but it’s not enoughFelt it from the start
I slip right through your arms and you pulled me in
I really fell down though your void
I never really had control you pulled me in

But you don’t care
You don’t know that I hardly go outside
I hardly ever sleep at night
I miss your voice

You don’t care
You won’t know that I had died
You don’t care
You don’t know that I hardly go outside
I hardly ever sleep at night I’m so alone

You don’t care
You don’t know that the knives upon my skin are clothes
My eyes are now beginning to damn you forever