Album: White Knuckled Substance (2001)
Winters like a plague I fill the emptiness inside with broken glass
Johnny´s got his gun
and mamma´s still cleaning up the blood he has laying in
It is the long goodbye
All thoughts become a mirror like anguish mimicking me
When it is cold here mother I can see my breath on the window
And I wonder what you thought of me
Don´t you turn around & leave me alone
Everyone has standing here but I am on my own
Don´t you turn around & leave me alone
With my curse casted in chrome
It is the long goodbye
Trust like a bandage binds your head
To to guillotine & I know theres an empty space in your bed
Where we used to sleep afraid of waking the dead
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