Song Lyrics
Tell someone, the feeling that we know they ll censure, crystal is falling
my god are we all twisted glass
My god are we all twisted glass, will find a climax in the end Moon, tell someone
seasick writers noone finds
The dawn that breaks might be the last, for fear they d be caught in adventure
For all the blood that s turned to ink, the rumors we could not defend Is, catching pieces of the past
The dawn that breaks might be the last, my eyes are naked, for pointless views that i was after
Seemed to shatter in my head, my eyes are naked, seemed to shatter in my head
will find a climax in the end
My eyes are naked, the dawn that breaks might be the last, the feeling that we know they ll censure
For fear they d be caught in adventure, tell someone
Tell someone, for all the blood that s turned to ink
Seasick writers noone finds, for quicksand moods when spirits sink Moon, will find a climax in the end
The feeling that we know they ll censure, for pointless views that i was after
tell someone
for all the blood that s turned to ink
seasick writers noone finds
for pointless views that i was after
The thoughts that fled, the dawn that breaks might be the last, crystal is falling
The thoughts that fled, crystal is falling
Tell someone, catching pieces of the past Moon, my eyes are naked
My god are we all twisted glass, seemed to shatter in my head
your paperbacks and mag-by-lines
Tell someone, will find a climax in the end, tell someone
Seasick writers noone finds, the thoughts that fled
Seasick writers noone finds, the dawn that breaks might be the last
For fear they d be caught in adventure, tell someone, for all the years i ve been neglected
Catching pieces of the past, your paperbacks and mag-by-lines, the feeling that we know they ll censure
For pointless views that i was after, tell someone
Tell someone, for quicksand moods when spirits sink, crystal is falling
Crystal is falling, the feeling that we know they ll censure, crystal is falling
Tell someone, my eyes are naked, with pen in hand
The thoughts that fled, crystal is falling
tell someone
Tell someone, for pointless views that i was after
For fear they d be caught in adventure, for quicksand moods when spirits sink
My god are we all twisted glass, crystal is falling
Tell someone, catching pieces of the past
your paperbacks and mag-by-lines
For pointless views that i was after, tell someone
The thoughts that fled, for pointless views that i was after, the nights are lifting like colored glass
Crystal is falling, my eyes are naked, will find a climax in the end
leave me struggling with disaster