Metz
앨범 : II

She's barely breathing
I'm wading through puddles on the floor
We're all moving backwards
Even dead men float
Another call for actors
This time it's all she wrote
Take, take away these thoughts
Take, take away the fog
My head is swimming
Can't get myself back through the door
How'd we get so empty
Who took it out of you
Everyday repeated
There's nothing left to do
Take, take away these thoughts
Take, take away the fog
Acetate
Take away my dreams
Take, take my everything
I want you to take it away