كلمات Vacant

The night bleeds day With every breath I take Reality brings Bright eyes, smooth skin So what is left from this A bottle of broken self In a moment it'll all be gone Til the next time when it all comes back Come on Feed a lie Watch the birth Kiss the dirt Kiss it Next time has come and gone What will bring the end A promise thrown into the night Or a little reminder So what is left from this A bottle of broken self In a moment it'll all be gone Til the next time when it all comes back Feed a lie Watch the birth Kiss the dirt Kiss it Searching through these pieces Looking for your shadow Getting closer all the time Countless words In a sea of explanation Flailing to grasp A rock (to stand) Shoulda let you go Searching through these pieces Looking for your shadow Getting closer all the time Feed a lie Watch the birth