Hear footsteps creak the floor The shadows give away Someone outside the door Won't let 'em in
Life damaged gears to grind A run down, broke machine That steals your peace of mind Before you know it's gone... Lay doubt, weight
Silence burning, hold your tongue Keep us separate, sullen, dumb
Hiding in a darkness under Boiling to the surface, stumble fall
A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life
These things I hate in you Also reflect it seems Distortion laced with spite Takes you out of me... Late now, laid
Hiding in a darkness under Boiling to the surface something Crawling on your skin, discomfort Makes you break and run, stumble fall
A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life
It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind
A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life A looking in view too long on the outside Desperate plans make sense in a low life
It's why you never tell me whatever's on your mind
A vengeful mind... Oh god oooooh Selfish plans, a vengeful mind It's all gone Oooooh Except for the cross A vengeful mind just reached inside
Compositores: Jerry Fulton Cantrell Jr (Cantrell Jerry) (SESAC), Michael Allen Inez (ASCAP), Sean Howard Kinney (ASCAP), Willian Bradley Duval Iii (ASCAP)Editores: Round Hill Copyrights (SESAC), Round Hill Songs (ASCAP)Administração: W M B Music (SESAC), Wc Music Corp (ASCAP)Publicado em 2010 (28/Abr) e lançado em 2009 (28/Set)ECAD verificado obra #34527235 e fonograma #1730629 em 22/Out/2024 com dados da UBEM