The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
The Subconscious
It's so convienient to reconcile
When emptiness has worn away your smile
This suits you so well
You wear it down and suture wounds with empty sounds
Well save your breath
I don't need to hear this all again
It's getting tired. i'm getting tired. it's so convincing
If we keep running in these circles, we're bound to collide