Из альбома: Asleep in the Machine

Her overcoat too big
Hand stretched out
Another feeding cruel
I always had my doubts
About you muttering words
Most don’t like to hear (oh no)
Just close those eyes
And listen as they play
Under the scars
We break and mend
(Fleeting other true??)
We could never say
A buttered line’s been melting through the void in your chest
Feeding been doing time like old cigarettes
I’ll find a way you’ll never get there
I know there’s trouble beneath your skin
Under the scars
We break and mend
(Fleeting other true??)
We could never say
And if to think that
That it’s better late than never
We’d rather walk away
Than sink this ship together
Your thoughts have pondered through our
We hide our words on underneath
We can carry on this way forever
Hold your head high and turn a cheek
At times it’s true these words cut deep
I won’t carry on this way forever
Under the scars
Under the scars

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