These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave
Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep
I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee
Well isn't every bruise a memory?
Something you did to me
Something you did to me...

I'm sobered by the silence and defeated by the clocks
Investing time in poetry and rejoicing in the dark
I’m reveling in bleeding cos' blood's the substance of our hearts
You know by our design we're meant to hurt
We've got to hurt
Let's make it worse

You want to aim for happiness but humanity is flawed
Every story has a twist and it's the twist we do applaud
You want to see tranquility but you must first see out the storm
And all I want to do is keep you warm
I'll keep you warm
Bring on the storm...

These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave
Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep
I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee
Well isn't every bruise a memory?
Something you did to me
Isn't it a memory?
Something you did to me
Something you did to me


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