Lyrics

I should have seen it coming Slipping through the cracks Cold and sharpened daggers Proudly shining in my back Lies tasted so different Growing on my tongue Your blurry blue eyes are distant When did it all go wrong? My heart is weak And her hands are cold She was the first to speak That's how she stole my soul I keep wondering how To tear down all the walls Dust would never settle We'd get lost in the fog My heart is weak And her hands are cold She was the first to speak That's how she stole my soul We've started a fire Now we're choking on smoke Flames are rising higher But the door won't get unlocked My heart is weak And her hands are cold She was the first to speak That's how she stole my soul
Writer(s): Maxime Conan, Theo Jude Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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