Music
Grey skies, heavy chains
Streets blur, growing pains
Smoke drifts and the time's asleep
You're far too young and sinking far too deep
She will take it back, like always
Papered over cracks in the traces
And too many doors to break, no hallways
Pictures looking back with no faces
Music
Lights fade, far away
Sliced by, the night grey
Skies cry, stinging rain
So much life in someone else's wage
Music
She will take it back, like always
Papered over cracks in the traces
And too many doors to break, no hallways
Pictures looking back with no faces
She will take it by, like always
Paper over cracks in the traces
And too many doors to break, no hallway
Pictures looking back with no faces
Music
Looking back over everything we've done
How proud can you be about clouds choking the sun
It's already to late, for times to change
People that tried, they're turning in their graves
Music
She will take it back, like always
Papered over cracks in the traces
And too many doors to break, no hallways
Pictures looking back with no faces
Ah, she will take it back, like always
Papered over cracks in the traces
And too many doors to break, no hallways
Pictures looking back with no faces
Music