No Face in the Crowd Songtext
von Therefore I Am
No Face in the Crowd Songtext
And even her absence is a presence that stays
Silence is emphasized by a radiator′s shade
I'm sick and fine again
I am buried deep within
Set up like stained glass
In a white, duress wall
This is my life
As I′m worth mine
Day by day
I calculate the chains that tie me
To this place
To this home, to this home
Lit by hand
I trace the walls, match the galls
What miracle is this
As I'm worth mine
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
And even her absence is a presence that stays
Silence is emphasized by a radiator's shade
We′re still singing, limbs
They echo in
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry
Oh, delays are king
We′re still singing, limbs
They echo in
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry, uh-huh
We're still singing, limbs
They echo in
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry, uh-huh
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
There is no second I have, second I have left
This pain is my lover
Her kiss is my calling
So let the water run cold for now
As it roams off burning
Behind my door, in a well
Where we all live like dead men
I am my own worst enemy
This pain is my lover
Her kiss is my calling
So let the water run cold
While it roams still burning
Behind my door, in a well
Where we all live like dead men
I am the house
It will not set me free
Silence is emphasized by a radiator′s shade
I'm sick and fine again
I am buried deep within
Set up like stained glass
In a white, duress wall
This is my life
As I′m worth mine
Day by day
I calculate the chains that tie me
To this place
To this home, to this home
Lit by hand
I trace the walls, match the galls
What miracle is this
As I'm worth mine
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
And even her absence is a presence that stays
Silence is emphasized by a radiator's shade
We′re still singing, limbs
They echo in
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry
Oh, delays are king
We′re still singing, limbs
They echo in
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry, uh-huh
We're still singing, limbs
They echo in
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry
Oh, outcry, uh-huh
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
There is no second I have left
That I can call my own
There is no second I have, second I have left
This pain is my lover
Her kiss is my calling
So let the water run cold for now
As it roams off burning
Behind my door, in a well
Where we all live like dead men
I am my own worst enemy
This pain is my lover
Her kiss is my calling
So let the water run cold
While it roams still burning
Behind my door, in a well
Where we all live like dead men
I am the house
It will not set me free
Writer(s): Travis Alexander, Alex Correia, James Creighton, Christopher Fernandes, Brian Marquis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

