The Clocks (исполнитель: Parabelle)

She buries the clocks; times wide open like her thoughts 
 But you still make sense and I feel the weakness in your touch 
 I am in repair so much that no one cares 
 Release the charm while I hold my hand over your mouth 
 I would follow you down if you’re still here 

 I can't feel like I'm calling out your name 
 We'll shake away the memories 
 I know I feel the way you sin 
 Just scream I won’t surrender 

 This feels like plastic but on my own accord 
 One day it makes you perfect 
 kind of treason that you live for 
 But my god what have we done 

 I can't feel like I'm calling out your name 
 We'll shake away the memories 
 I know I feel the way you sin 
 Just scream I won’t surrender 

 Cross my heart, my lips defend your tongue 
 My face demands your touch, we fake but not enough 
 You’re gonna burn someday, we’re gonna live forever

 I can't feel like I'm calling out your name 
 We'll shake away the memories 
 I know I feel the way you sin 
 Just scream I won’t surrender.
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