Lulled By Numbers کے بول

Who put the mess in your head? Filtering the sense of all your could have said I stole the words from your mouth So twisted in contagion, and reaching out If this is the lullaby, then Why am I not sleeping easy? If you leave me alone, I will come home Dragging my tails behind me Sweetheart, don't hang me out to dry When nothing is left There is always us When nothing is left There is always us If I could sing you to sleep Lay you down and pray that your soul to keep I would be all that you need Wider eyes oblivious to everything If this is the lullaby, then Why am I not sleeping easy? If you leave me alone, I will come home Dragging my tails behind me Sweetheart, don't hang me out to dry When nothing is left There is always us When nothing is left There is always us When nothing is left There is always us When nothing is left There is always us