Switchblade کے بول

There's plenty of switchblade traitors here Slight of hand can fool the eye To disguise the dagger clenched beneath the kiss The news is darker than I feared Cold, down, spat out like a sigh Rain all over just to hide the sight of bliss And they're flashing thorny lies around the room My hollowness as perfect as a tear I'm listening for a single work that's true But you're not here There's little could hold you too long here I'm confessing that the shame's mine Temptation takes me that same way You made the break and cleared the slate Now I'm calling on the main line There's such fiction here that steers the ship today And your lifting as you're floating through the room I turn my head each time I feel you near But the devil's always trying to block the view So you're not here I roll my sleeve to take it on the chin Charge my glass and raise it with a cheer And I celebrate my fortress within 'Cause you're not here Y eah, you're not here