So did the sympathy for me start to fade
When your conscience is down, a fix paranoia scars when a needle
So did you ever see the north get so grey
Swallows me up, hollows the language in my last lows
So which fucking ape is on you today
That what's my head wakes up and says when I crumble
(Early aim is to suffocate and blame, you gave less than you tried to possess
All the greatest nothing that I need, if you can't face the grazes)
I can't face the grazes
I cannot contain this
I can't fake the traces
I can't fake the grazes
So the fever that I got stole my name
It opened me up it twisted my bones now I'm nothing
I knew the second time that I saw your face
The city lit up it's bleeding its gifts
Now I'm sinking
Just another lonely box beneath her bed
A mark on her back a bruise in her head
Had she fallen, had she fallen
That is what she wished she had said
To traces of time was riding her spine
Was it worth it
(Early aim to suffocate and blame, you gave less than you tried to posses
All the greatest nothing that I need, if you can't face the grazes)
I can't face the grazes
I cannot contain this
I can't fake the traces
I can't face the grazes
Writer(s): Chris Corner, Ian Pickering, Liam Coverdale Howe
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