Paroles de Self

And as the night drags out Another hour waiting on a ghost And as the walls turn black The memories turn tight against your throat Oh, all the promises Turn and raise their double sided smiles And as your feelings show You hide behind the words of a child Burnt by the breaking of your heart Torn down to where the hurting starts Oh, and the story books Are nothing more than scratches on the glass And as your eyes stay shut You're holding on to all that should go past Oh, but the noise is cold It's colder than the trust you laid to rest And the room feels old You keep the child inside your sunken chest Burnt by the breaking of your heart Torn down to where the hurting starts Oh, all the promises Turn and raise their double sided smiles And as your feelings show You hide behind the words of a child Burnt by the breaking of your heart Torn down to where the hurting starts Burnt by the breaking of your heart Torn down to where the hurting starts Burnt by the breaking of your heart