Sleepwalk Backwards 歌詞

Her glimpse is my white flag Like goldfish [in] plastic bags Perplexing my insides Just smother your own pride My heartbeat is high strung I'm holding back my tongue I'm staring, glance inside A cold sweat, I'm alive You're only as good as the quarters inside The washer devours your garments alive Adjacent buildings lit up in the seams Lights on in some rooms gap like missing teeth The telephone sits on the vast ocean floor I'm sorry you had the wrong number before Sleepwalk Backwards Baking my secrets inside of this frame Oven 350°, elongated grave Just a few teaspoons of half-hearted wit Enough to bust straight heart-attacks for a bit I'll ring your doorbell and wait in a tree Please let me go straight to voicemail and flee I'll wait in the lobby with suitcases stacked I'll swallow my words when you cough them right back (Half-heavy voicebox)