Songtext von Devil's In The Detail

Blurry eyes hang heavier than guilt I was dreaming of sleeping but the moment was fleeting And the next thing I knew, it was morning A hoarse throat A worn out anecdote The devil's in the detail I'm at the crossroads The pressure was there and then the bow burst I would talk of despair till my face fucking hurt Choking on diamonds, coughing up dust, coughing up dust I'm job loathing rarely sleeping Never shaving, never eating And I'm a lost man, I have no clue I misplaced my virtue A hoarse throat A worn out anecdote The devil's in the detail I'm at the crossroads The pressure was there and then the bow burst I would talk of despair till my face fucking hurt Choking on diamonds, coughing up dust, coughing up dust And air intake so desperate to be When air turns to water and insides scream Choking on diamonds, coughing up dust, coughing up dust