if you're gonna love the band to death, at least get the lyrics right...
Inside display of broken wings
So smooth porcelain face cracks and flakes away
Turns pulse flying down telephone lines to the pictures
On your wall burning on contact
And the branches were stripped under winters numb
What was precious gets lost
With the breath that was the fire burning through the room
What was precious get’s lost
Lies! Fires! Circle and engulf this room in this moon
Lies! Fires! Circle and engulf this room in this moon
And we won't come back under back drop of mountains above
Pastels in flames, flames that crawl up
Time won’t stop for the hurt
And the branches were stripped under winters numb
What was precious gets lost
With the breath that was the fire burning through the room
What was precious get’s lost
It hits the back seat tearing fabric from the lines
Till the clouds come to swallow the night
Leaving less piled on the floor
This one hands you the all we fall.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This won’t hurt you, won’t wait for.
This won’t hurt you, loose your voice.
This one takes life, loose your face.
This one hurts, won’t wait for.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This one hands you the all we fall.
This won’t hurt you, won’t wait for.
This won’t hurt you, loose your voice.
This won’t hurt you, won’t wait for.
This one hands you the all we fall
if you're gonna love the band to death, at least get the lyrics right...
Inside display of broken wings So smooth porcelain face cracks and flakes away Turns pulse flying down telephone lines to the pictures On your wall burning on contact And the branches were stripped under winters numb What was precious gets lost With the breath that was the fire burning through the room What was precious get’s lost Lies! Fires! Circle and engulf this room in this moon Lies! Fires! Circle and engulf this room in this moon And we won't come back under back drop of mountains above Pastels in flames, flames that crawl up Time won’t stop for the hurt And the branches were stripped under winters numb What was precious gets lost With the breath that was the fire burning through the room What was precious get’s lost It hits the back seat tearing fabric from the lines Till the clouds come to swallow the night Leaving less piled on the floor This one hands you the all we fall. This one hands you the all we fall. This one hands you the all we fall. This one hands you the all we fall. This won’t hurt you, won’t wait for. This won’t hurt you, loose your voice. This one takes life, loose your face. This one hurts, won’t wait for. This one hands you the all we fall. This one hands you the all we fall. This one hands you the all we fall. This one hands you the all we fall. This won’t hurt you, won’t wait for. This won’t hurt you, loose your voice. This won’t hurt you, won’t wait for. This one hands you the all we fall