Texty: Colours Run. Apathy Ever After.
I've been awake so long, I'm seeing shades
Clouding the corners of a lovely day
Cos I found my limit, now I'm washing away
On the road to apathy ever after
Stereo lotion for the overspill; we're just
Elegant wasters with our lives to kill
And we can't be empty if there's nothing to fill, honey
It's the road to apathy ever after
But if I come crawling back to your arms
Turn me away; I'd only break your heart
Don't let forgiveness fill your sweet thoughts
Shadows and lust
You know I can't be trusted
Don't make holes you can't crawl out of
Cos I've been alone so long, I'm losing faith
Grown more peculiar with every day
And why am I screaming when there's nothing to say, honey?
Get me out of apathy ever after
But if I come crawling back to your arms
Turn me away; I'd only break your heart
Don't let forgiveness fill your sweet thoughts
Shadows and lust
You know I can't be trusted
Don't make holes you can't crawl out of
That's your head inside the glass dome
Stranger in your own home
Cut yourself, and call it love
But I just hold you like a trophy
Lead you down the lonely
Avenues that I can't crawl out of
Clouding the corners of a lovely day
Cos I found my limit, now I'm washing away
On the road to apathy ever after
Stereo lotion for the overspill; we're just
Elegant wasters with our lives to kill
And we can't be empty if there's nothing to fill, honey
It's the road to apathy ever after
But if I come crawling back to your arms
Turn me away; I'd only break your heart
Don't let forgiveness fill your sweet thoughts
Shadows and lust
You know I can't be trusted
Don't make holes you can't crawl out of
Cos I've been alone so long, I'm losing faith
Grown more peculiar with every day
And why am I screaming when there's nothing to say, honey?
Get me out of apathy ever after
But if I come crawling back to your arms
Turn me away; I'd only break your heart
Don't let forgiveness fill your sweet thoughts
Shadows and lust
You know I can't be trusted
Don't make holes you can't crawl out of
That's your head inside the glass dome
Stranger in your own home
Cut yourself, and call it love
But I just hold you like a trophy
Lead you down the lonely
Avenues that I can't crawl out of