
Date of issue: 12.07.2008
Song language: English
Broken Clocks |
Falling into stringencies |
I never thought that I would be here |
Dependence on, the evenings |
I’m out of touch |
It’s too late to hide what you kept hid |
What explains with words were crooks |
I’m falling out, x2 |
Of touch with myself |
I felt like this since forever |
This is killing me |
What escaped |
Was what I dreamt then blurry eyes said the stories |
I’m broke apart, fading hours, empty dreams |
Addiction has stolen the hearts of all my friends. |
x2 |
I wore the same routines over every fucking night |
I’m beginning to lose faith in friendships, I |
I felt like this since forever |
This is killing me |
Lift me up from this never ending fear of myself |
Dependence on the evenings to get me through |
Show me the line, I can’t just walk away |
How much longer |
Can I break the same routines |
Blurry eyes, broken clocks, fading hours |
Addiction has stolen the hearts of all my friends. |
x2 |
Name | Year |
---|---|
To the Death | 2006 |
Minesweeper | 2006 |
The Darkest Tomb | 2006 |
A Portrait for the Deceased | 2006 |
They'll be Hanging Us Tonight | 2006 |