Tekst:
Armor For Sleep Snow Globe

to a pole shaking above the snow I try to pretend, I try to pretend Everything's just in my head The choirs in line Belting its soul over the dying crowd Singing for

to a pole, shaking above the snow I try to pretend, I try to pretend, everything?s just in my head. The choir?s in line, belting its soul, over the dying crowd. Singing for