Fever

  • 專輯:Apoptosis
  • 發行:2021-09-30
  • 演唱:Inner Wave
字型

You are my blanked out pages
All the wasted spaces
The old weapons vanished
Spit blood at dawn, closed forever
You're an ivory icon
Held in glass, captive
You're a falling column
Sharp little teeth kiss goodnight
He was upside down and drifting in an
Endless ocean of night
The terror came in waves, each one
Pushing him further from the shore
You are a fractured mirror
Silver paper in the wind
A desperate measure
Sharp little circuits of fever
I can feel the unslept hours
See all the traces
I can hear the ticking of clocks
Old record running down
You can't replace it
You get distracted by the sound
He hears an ocean in the dial tone
Every night, after the sleeping pill goes down
He wants to believe that he doesn't exist
He's everywhere and he's nowhere all at once
We'll fill the blanked out page
We'll burn the traces
We'll turn the unslept hours to days
Old record running down
We'll flip it over and sing the songs
We've never heard
Now
Now
Now
Now


      • 專輯:Apoptosis
      • 發行:2021-09-30
      • 演唱:Inner Wave
      字型

      You are my blanked out pages
      All the wasted spaces
      The old weapons vanished
      Spit blood at dawn, closed forever
      You're an ivory icon
      Held in glass, captive
      You're a falling column
      Sharp little teeth kiss goodnight
      He was upside down and drifting in an
      Endless ocean of night
      The terror came in waves, each one
      Pushing him further from the shore
      You are a fractured mirror
      Silver paper in the wind
      A desperate measure
      Sharp little circuits of fever
      I can feel the unslept hours
      See all the traces
      I can hear the ticking of clocks
      Old record running down
      You can't replace it
      You get distracted by the sound
      He hears an ocean in the dial tone
      Every night, after the sleeping pill goes down
      He wants to believe that he doesn't exist
      He's everywhere and he's nowhere all at once
      We'll fill the blanked out page
      We'll burn the traces
      We'll turn the unslept hours to days
      Old record running down
      We'll flip it over and sing the songs
      We've never heard
      Now
      Now
      Now
      Now

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