[04:12.00]A noise quieter than a dying breath
[04:12.00] Mirrors on the blank side of the paper
[04:12.00] A need to control this suicide
[04:12.00] Something i'll never quite understand
[04:12.00]
[04:12.00] What would heal these holes
[04:12.00] Marks left by the feeding needle
[04:12.00] Tonight the bullets turn into keys
[04:12.00] And we escape
[04:12.00]
[04:12.00] This was the day of losing control
[04:12.00] A sea of silence where i go
[04:12.00] Stuck somewhere between a blick and a tear
[04:12.00] And the great distance
[04:12.00]
[04:12.00] Maybe it was just a ghost of a voice
[04:12.00] I thought i once heard
[04:12.00] Maybe nothing of the like
[04:12.00] Maybe it was a memory
[04:12.00] I thought i saw creeping by
[04:12.00] Maybe nothing