Текст песни I'm Trevor Collins, And These Are My Real Teeth

I’m a ghost in a body I found a cold heart, and warm skin Once I’m done with your body I leave I lock my mind in a box to get rid of the pain ... I’m having trouble remembering your name You can find me in a fake sleep Addicted to this memory; addicted to the sound of your voice. Turn your head I can’t look you in the eyes, and you’re the reason why Shaken, oh but how we've grown Building houses from broken homes Haunted, but it makes us The memory of that day still haunts me (still haunts me) I believe that, someday, the sirens will fade (the sirens will fade) For we are the children of bones It’s all that we know (it's all that we know - it’s all that we need) So when you find me in this slumber: Don’t wake me up because I’m dreaming of you When you find me in a deep sleep Addicted to this memory; addicted to the sound of your voice Turn your head I can’t look you in the eyes and you’re the reason why Haunted, but it makes us whole