Mordrake
I've been waiting for the day
When this will fade away
Every stumble could be the fall
Another writing on sordid walls
Ain't past one rogue escort
That buries me in restless thought?
Will we ever see the day?
You radiate a sick, sick light
I'll yield more smoke to conceal the fire
A shiver lies underneath
A cold the warmth cannot defeat
The things we'll never be
Reflect on everything I see
Will we ever find a way?
There's A voice that stays with me in the back of my head
Till I disintegrate and I'm buried and dead
Oh, I'm biting my nails until my fingers bleed
Yeah, I'm peeling my skin till I stop listening
Or there's nothing left of me
You go and dance your silent dance
I'm over-eager, over-thinking
Writing with both hands
Till the earth corrodes beneath my feet
I'm getting tired past a point where my light sleep cures the fatigue
Still I wake, shaken and blind
Aren't we all looking for something we know we ain't gonna find?
Yeah, is it me or a failure by design?
There's A voice that stays with me in the back of my head
Till I disintegrate and I'm buried and dead
Oh, I'm biting my nails until my fingers bleed
Yeah, I'm peeling my skin cause I'm still listening
To the face that hums restless on the back of my skull
It whispers at night and it rattles my pulse
Pressing it in the pillow, I can still hear it say
Wreck what you've built
Throw it all away
Throw it all away
When this will fade away
Every stumble could be the fall
Another writing on sordid walls
Ain't past one rogue escort
That buries me in restless thought?
Will we ever see the day?
You radiate a sick, sick light
I'll yield more smoke to conceal the fire
A shiver lies underneath
A cold the warmth cannot defeat
The things we'll never be
Reflect on everything I see
Will we ever find a way?
There's A voice that stays with me in the back of my head
Till I disintegrate and I'm buried and dead
Oh, I'm biting my nails until my fingers bleed
Yeah, I'm peeling my skin till I stop listening
Or there's nothing left of me
You go and dance your silent dance
I'm over-eager, over-thinking
Writing with both hands
Till the earth corrodes beneath my feet
I'm getting tired past a point where my light sleep cures the fatigue
Still I wake, shaken and blind
Aren't we all looking for something we know we ain't gonna find?
Yeah, is it me or a failure by design?
There's A voice that stays with me in the back of my head
Till I disintegrate and I'm buried and dead
Oh, I'm biting my nails until my fingers bleed
Yeah, I'm peeling my skin cause I'm still listening
To the face that hums restless on the back of my skull
It whispers at night and it rattles my pulse
Pressing it in the pillow, I can still hear it say
Wreck what you've built
Throw it all away
Throw it all away
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Writer(s): Benedikt Ricken, Christopher Schmidt, Nils Fischer
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