Album Name : The Silver Cord
Release Date : 2008-07-22
Song Duration : 4:15
Classic Crime God & Drugs
I’ve scraped the glass for crumbs and asked the mirror for some truth
I’ve loaded my body with chemicals it was no use
Cause retribution’s coming for the years of this abuse
And I can’t get away and still I can’t get close enough to you
(oh oh oh oh)
You won’t go away, but every hit is just a taste
Something scares me in this place, I self destruct for days
It’s a constant reminder of what I can and cannot have
The smell, the taste it’s all just fake, the truth is what I lack
So I will keep on running and keep my head above the ground
And I will look for you in places you cannot be found
(oh oh oh oh)
You won’t go away, but every hit is just a taste
Something scares me in this place, I self destruct for days
You won’t go away, but every hit is just a taste
Of all the things I need to face, but it's all so fake
“It’s okay,” a voice says
“We all look elsewhere.”
It’s true that I look elsewhere for you
you won't go away, you won't go away (III)
You won't go away, but every hit is just a taste
something scares me in this place, I self destruct for days
You won't go away, but every hit is just a taste
Of all the things I need to face, but it's all so fake