[ Featuring Yazella, Robert Gregory ]
Hold me tight
Trapped in screaming winds of the night
We fight
Chaos never lets up no respite
You try
Recoiling from the darkness so contrived
Your words are like venom in my eyes
You don't know what you're on about
I hope you tell by the crooked smile
I don't need to I don't need to hear this
We don't have to look this in the
Eye
This functions
Fine
What tripe
Cold as ice
Smirks concealing contempt in your life
You're right
Oblivious to the real you inside
Don't hide
In the howling shadows of your feeble mind
Free from the poisoned paradise
You don't know what you're on about
I hope you tell by the crooked smile
You better not
Be talkin' so loud
The charade ends when the chips are down
I lay myself bare so willingly
While you stage a hollow reality
You bleed
Bleed me dry
We're not gonna speak of this
Again
What I ignore won't hurt
You don't know what you're on about
I hope you tell by the crooked smile
You better not
Be talkin' so loud
The charade ends when the chips are down
Sleeping Away
