| Lyrics: | Morning always seems too stale to justify
Lament blossoms, hours minutes of our
lives
Broken thoughts run through your empty mind
At least a beaten dog knows how to
lie
I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep
A memory fades to a, a pale
landscape
You were an extinction, a desert heat
A blind illness of my
anxiety
Endless hours in bed, no peace, in this mind
No one knows the hell where
innocence dies
Fragments crawling like cobwebs on stone
Blows away the safety only a
sleeping pill knows
I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep
A memory fades to a, a
pale landscape
You were an extinction, a desert heat
A blind illness of my
anxiety
I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep
A memory fades to a, a pale
landscape
You were an extinction, a desert heat
A blind illness of my anxiety |
