I waited for
this moment to fall back down
Next to me there is my grave
No more tongues like scissors
How could I play with flames?
I almost pushed another rusty nail into my head
And I wasn't worried about the blood to clean
but of this point of no return
There's no return
I'm wide awake
and nowhere seems that near now
I can barely blame myself
While my sight is a black hole
I can not give you hell
You know how many times I dreamed about waking up dead
You know this clown is trying to find a way
to lie today, to die tonight
This feeling is like a poison tree
and it's giving me the creeps
like grinding teeth into my sleep
I need your whispers in my ears
It's growing up into my veins
It drains the blood for my decay
Well, until death, I can't complain
I'll miss your whispers in my ears
Until now I gave my heart of silver
but now my tongue is too dry to sing about this time
So, call the demons of my dreams
because they're hunting me
So, call the demons of my dreams
They're hunting me, you're whispering
Until now I gave my heart of silver
but now my tongue is too dry to sing about
I know you'll keep on moving on and on
I'll never wait until this feeling is gone
I was a lost-and-found, a thing collector. Now I'm burning them all
Does it scare you? It should
