Killers Songtext
von dimbodius

Cassandra Street is full of leaves, I pace impatiently
As if the years were only weeks, the illness just passing

In every line I ever wrote, with all this heart can hold
For every hour still afloat, you know I only want you more
But behind that door

I will wake up covered with blood
What if there isn′t a God then who will forgive us for how


We're killing ourselves this way, leading our dreams astray
Cursing or clinging, screaming or singing
We′re killing ourselves this way

With fingers running through your hair inside your lover's arms
Why say you don't know if it′s there, the promise I gave you
′Cause I know you do

Still I wake up broken and cut, whisper enough is enough and wait
But what could you say

We're killing ourselves this way, leading our dreams astray
Cursing or clinging, screaming or singing
We′re killing ourselves this way