Screaming
Am I the deer? Am I the headlights?
I know that I can't slow down
Everything fractures in the light
And I stand by watching it turn
And I used to laugh at the broken glass
I should probably paper over all the cracks
Took a photograph of the aftermath
I should probably look less fondly on the past
Silent screaming at the ceiling
Wondering when I lost heart
And time's been stealing all my dreams
And I no longer look the part
And I used to laugh at the broken glass
I should probably paper over all the cracks
Took a photograph of the aftermath
I should probably look less fondly on the past
Am I the butcher? Am I the knife
If I don't know what all this is for?
I used to read myself to death
But I don't see the point anymore
Silent screaming at the ceiling
Wondering when I lost heart
And time's been stealing all my dreams
And I no longer look the part
And you used to laugh at the broken glass
I should probably paper over all the cracks
Took a photograph of the aftermath
I should probably look less fondly on the past
On the past
Am I the deer? Am I the headlights?
I know that I can't slow down
I know that I can't slow down
Everything fractures in the light
And I stand by watching it turn
And I used to laugh at the broken glass
I should probably paper over all the cracks
Took a photograph of the aftermath
I should probably look less fondly on the past
Silent screaming at the ceiling
Wondering when I lost heart
And time's been stealing all my dreams
And I no longer look the part
And I used to laugh at the broken glass
I should probably paper over all the cracks
Took a photograph of the aftermath
I should probably look less fondly on the past
Am I the butcher? Am I the knife
If I don't know what all this is for?
I used to read myself to death
But I don't see the point anymore
Silent screaming at the ceiling
Wondering when I lost heart
And time's been stealing all my dreams
And I no longer look the part
And you used to laugh at the broken glass
I should probably paper over all the cracks
Took a photograph of the aftermath
I should probably look less fondly on the past
On the past
Am I the deer? Am I the headlights?
I know that I can't slow down
Credits
Writer(s): Iain Andrew Cook, Martin Clifford Doherty, Lauren Eve Mayberry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- The Bones of What You Believe (10 Year Anniversary Special Edition)
- The Bones Of What You Believe (10 Year Anniversary Special Edition)
- Manhattan
- Over - Single
- Screen Violence: Director’s Cut
- Apple Music Home Session: CHVRCHES - Single
- Screen Violence
- Good Girls (John Carpenter Remix) - Single
- Good Girls
- How Not To Drown
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.