Of Drawing

Every moment I try to escape Every horror that I couldn't face Can't wait for the feeling to come back Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back I see the future that we'll never make Every city that we'll never take Can't wait for the feeling to come back Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back And when you find the covers off your legs My nails drip with saliva can't behave There's still a sense of drawing Still a scent about you I might lie to have something to say All of the hours I fit in a day All of the moments I try to replace Can't wait for the feeling to come back Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back Theres not a second I'm sorry to waste All of the nights that turned into days Can't wait for the feeling to come back Couldn't wait for the feeling to come back And when you find the covers off your legs My nails drip with saliva can't behave And when you find the covers off your legs My nails drip with saliva can't behave Theres still a sense of drawing Still a scent about you I might lie to have something to say Theres still a sense of drawing Still a scent about you I might lie to have something to say