Lyrics The Face on the Tintype - dreamend

The Face on the Tintype

Time is running out for you
And yet you keep saying
«Put me in your pocket
And I‘ll show you everything»
I cannot feel for you
Dear and it’s true
This moment could last
But it ends now with you
Blame me there’s no second chances
It doesn’t matter anyway
We’re already dead and buried
And we have no say
«I can’t stop falling down»
Pick yourself up
«I won’t go home with you»
Drink from this cup
Now you’re getting sleepy and I must tell you the truth
What you drank tonight will ultimately kill you
Don’t struggle my dear because time’s been good to you
And with this goodnight I will bid you adieu