picking scabs Songtext
von Gloomy June

There′s a seance in each corner of the house
I'm still picking all the wax out of the couch
My mother searched my face
Like you were haunting the place
A ouija board couldn′t sort out what to say
When you became a ghost
Empty space began grow
All the jokes we used to know
I only tell myself so
I carry on but why?
Some imaginary lie
Every wound could heal in time
Picking scabs of what we had so
You don't fade out no
You won't fade out
Before i knew i was the same age as you
Guess i′m living for both of us now
That′s not something i'd expect myself to do
But if you could what then would you be doing now?
When you became a ghost


Empty space began grow
All the songs we used to know
I′m singing to myself so
I carry on but why?
Some imaginary lie
Every wound could heal in time
Picking scabs of what we had so
You don't fade out no
Is there a lesson in all this?
Some kind of message that i missed?
How you were in pain
And you escaped
A better place
It′s all so fake
Oh what's it take
For me to buy it?
When you became a ghost
Empty space began grow
All the jokes we used to know
I only tell myself so
I carry on but why?
Some imaginary lie
Every wound could heal in time
Picking scabs of what we had so
You don′t fade out no