Biting at the Wounds Songtext
von Dead Hummingbird

Last time on a Monday
Like your children′s beds after they've all gone away
Word play til it′s Sunday
Down in our dark room
Looks unfamiliar
No reason to stay here


Care for the weak ones
Lose touch with routine
Cry for the old pain
No words describe the setting

For now, get the last say
Pushing for the answers
Subtle in the daybreak
Under a drink
Under a comfort

Under a drink
Under a comfort
You forgot to lace your hands behind my back