If I could steal you're waking, then I would hang
you on the strings You'd stay cutting all the
words, making circles with your feet Poison on top
of fracture lines, passive where no one interrupts
[ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/7i4 ]Today we breathed in this towns air And conjured
illness to escape beaten walls
And how long will you stand aside perfecting this
abandonment? Today we breathed this towns air And
conjured illness to escape Beaten walls and last
chances Where inide you're armoure flatlined.