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 Letras de cancionesBut 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 From Letras Mania