Hands Like Houses Hollow
Hurry, It's blurry, I can't see through the dark
Lately , You're hurting, You keep looking back at the clock
We're crawling on a tightrope, feel the way the cold chokes
We're holding on but we see the end
Staring out the window, fading out in slow mo
Heavens on the edge of my wrist
Our blood stains the carpet, In my mind it's harmless
I tried to fight it
But drift in subconscious
What if I wait, What if I wait, it's breaking me
I'm so hollow, I'm so hollow
Sleeping inside our coffin
I'll always be a deadman walking
White lights, blind me
An angel points at me with her gun We're crawling on a tightrope, feel the way the cold chokes
We're holding on but we see the end
Staring out the window, fading out in slow mo
Heavens on the edge of my wrist
Our blood stains the carpet, In my mind it's harmless
I tried to fight it
But drift in subconscious
What if I wait, What if I wait, it's breaking me
It's too late to stay
It's too late to change
