Lyrics Bleak - Froth

Bleak

Now that she wants it in her life
Cutting the ways that she denied
She sings a slow song, she sings sweetly
Look at her hands fall to her thighs
Now they look closer, watching her over
Touching the velvet, realised
Now with her eyes closed
Sleep through the night
Now with her eyes closed
Sleep through the night
Only tomorrow
Pleasant surprise