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Tekster: Park. Cover Up.

Lost yourself in the couch
Swimming with all the change again
Waking up indifferent day after day
Just one constant slap in the face keeps you awake

Waking up inside bleeding through the eyes
Caught up confused all the anchors sigh
Strapped to the floor
Nothing left to lose

Now that you've got a trail to cover up
Why are you whispering to me?
And deep inside my room there's no such thing as light
Passing through these bars

Talk out loud so I can hear your voice scattered clearly
Lungs breathing evenly
Often I sleep and often you'll leave
Just one more reminder keeps you wandering

Waking up inside bleeding through the eyes
Caught up confused all the anchors sigh
Strapped to the floor
Nothing left to lose

Now that you've got a trail to cover up
Why are you whispering to me?
And deep inside my room there's no such thing as light
Passing through these bars

Wax candles selling out the room
While the eyes have theirs, is not to be confused
Change your name
Change your name