Tekstovi: Driver Side Impact. The Very Air We Breathe. The Artist.

Take in words,
or all my thoughts.
Study days,
where this is what Ill say.

Your getting close,
you are so close to me,
your close to me.

You know somethings wrong
when life gets this easy.(gets this easy)
The matrons taking back everything
thats been given to me.(given to me)

Crossing off my fingers as they bleed
single rhythms towards my knees.

You aren't to be imitated,
a limitless lie,
based on calculations
and the reasons.

Static faces molt into places where,
its ok for those to plot away at their own despair.

Trained actors will call on you and say,
I can't see! I can't see!
This world is taking a turn for the worse,
And I am too.

Your getting close,
you are so close to me,
your close to me.

You know somethings wrong
when life gets this easy.(gets this easy)
The matrons taking back
everything thats been given to me.(given to)

Crossing off my fingers as they bleed,
single rhythms towards my knees.
Crossing off my fingers as they bleed,
single rhythms towards my knees.

All i see is your eyes growing brighter
and all I see is a face coming closer.
And all i see is your eyes growing brighter
and all I see is a face coming closer.
And all i see is your eyes growing brighter
and all I see is a face coming closer.
And all i see is your eyes growing brighter
and all I see is your face and so I fall!

Not argue!
Fall! I fall not argue!
Fall!
Fall!

(Thanks to Ben for these lyrics)