Emotional Anorexic (feat. Helene Bøksle) [Repainted]
Morning grows near, oh I wish you were here
As I toss and I turn in my bed
I long for your touch and I miss you so much
And the silence has torn me to shreds
But even in longing, I still feel the pronging
Of misery's poisonous claws
When in your perfection I catch my reflection
And in it my numerous flaws
Babe, don't be afraid
You know I love you with all of my heart
Please come back to me
Don't let those wicked thoughts tear us apart
You're brave and you're strong, I am timid and wrong
You're a diamond and I am but coal
You're the moon and the stars, I am ashes and tar
You're a nightingale, I am a mole
Babe, don't think that way
These are the demons that bite at your soul
Please, listen to me
You're losing your mind and you're out of control
Well, this is my curse and it keeps getting worse
As I can't hold these bad thoughts at bay
So I'll whine and I'll moan and I'll cry on the phone
'till I finally drive you away
And then I will ride with my deflated pride
And the warmth of the blood in my shoe
'till an ugly old scar and a broken guitar
Will be all that reminds me of you
As I toss and I turn in my bed
I long for your touch and I miss you so much
And the silence has torn me to shreds
But even in longing, I still feel the pronging
Of misery's poisonous claws
When in your perfection I catch my reflection
And in it my numerous flaws
Babe, don't be afraid
You know I love you with all of my heart
Please come back to me
Don't let those wicked thoughts tear us apart
You're brave and you're strong, I am timid and wrong
You're a diamond and I am but coal
You're the moon and the stars, I am ashes and tar
You're a nightingale, I am a mole
Babe, don't think that way
These are the demons that bite at your soul
Please, listen to me
You're losing your mind and you're out of control
Well, this is my curse and it keeps getting worse
As I can't hold these bad thoughts at bay
So I'll whine and I'll moan and I'll cry on the phone
'till I finally drive you away
And then I will ride with my deflated pride
And the warmth of the blood in my shoe
'till an ugly old scar and a broken guitar
Will be all that reminds me of you
Credits
Writer(s): Svavar Knutur Kristinsson
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