كلمات The Clocks

She buries the clocks; times wide open like her thoughts But you still make sense and i feel the weakness in your touch I am in repair so much that no one cares Release the charm while i hold my hand over your mouth I would follow you down if you're still here I can't feel like i'm calling out your name We'll shake away the memories I know i feel the way you sin Just scream i won't surrender This feels like plastic but on my own accord One day it makes you perfect A kind of treason that you live for But my god what have we done I can't feel like i'm calling out your name We'll shake away the memories I know i feel the way you sin Just scream i won't surrender Cross my heart, my lips defend your tongue My face demands your touch, we fake but not enough You're gonna burn someday, we're gonna live forever I can't feel like i'm calling out your name We'll shake away the memories I know i feel the way you sin Just scream i won't surrender.