Lyrics

Hear the sound of crying drifting in my brain Elevator prozac going insane Dislocated daybreak hangs around my neck Pale against the canvas, get ready for a change I feel a hole inside my body I want to go where insects hide the silence I wake up to see all the long faces, leaving traces of broken hopes Life leaves shortcuts of happy trails History is the only thing that can take care of us I sleep on a concrete bed Wake up to see all the long faces leaving traces of broken hopes