Tekstovi: Asteria. Asteria - EP. Paper, Scissor, Stone.

Twisted squeezed and wrung like a mop
Too tight to beat too wet to stop
I can hear the drips forming a puddle
And I can see my reflection

Face blurred by ripples
It spreads to my lungs and stomach
Now I can't breathe
And my mouth tastes like vomit

But I'll be ok,
I'm growing numb to the pain anyway

Your lips twitch and tumble
They have a knack for finding trouble
Your legs buckle and shake
This chorus hits you like an earthquake

Please say it's me not who you are
I thought I knew who my friends were
So now I'd like to be left alone
My only company paper, scissor, stone

Thanks for the torment
I need material a victim a subject
And as for him drive his ass home
I'm sure he'll be there the next time you feel alone

I'll be ok,
Growing numb to the pain anyway

Your lips twitch and tumble
They have a knack for finding trouble
Your legs buckle and shake
This chorus hits you like an earthquake

Watch it split the ground in two
Leaving you across the room
Push me in and watch me fall
Down. Down. Down.

I concentrate on my breathing
These steps aren't worth repeating
I concentrate on my breathing
These steps aren't worth repeating

I keep my head low this feeling's new
One I hoped to never know
I hide my face from your stupid soggy eyes
I keep my head low this feeling's new
One I hoped to never know
I hide my face from your stupid soggy eyes

Your lips twitch and tumble
They have a knack for finding trouble
Your legs buckle and shake
This chorus hits you like a fuckin' earthquake

Watch it split the ground in two
Leaving you across the room
Push me in and watch me fall
Down. Down. Down.

I concentrate on my breathing
These steps aren't worth repeating
I concentrate on my breathing
These steps aren't worth repeating