We see the shadows that are falling from your eyes. Draining you face of everything but the disguise. Don't hide baby, Let them see your true colors. Don't mind the camera, Let them see your black heart tonight.
Don't hide baby, Show them just how deep it goes. Don't mind the cameras. Let them see your black heart, baby.
You've been perfect from the start.
We are going to a different place. We take in everything we can. There's no expression left upon our face 'Cause time is running out so fast... It's sinking in the sand.
You've been torn in from the heart.
We are going to a different place. We take in everything we can. There's no expression left upon our face 'Cause time is running out so fast... It's sinking in the sand.
Sinking in the sand. Sinking in the sand.
Compositor: Robert Swire Thompson (Rob Swire) (PRS)Editor: Reservoir 416 (BMI)Publicado em 2009 (13/Mai) e lançado em 2008 (13/Mai)ECAD verificado obra #7171020 e fonograma #1523803 em 04/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM