Текст Hopesfall – Secondhand Surgery

Tell me you need it
Cause it’s too soothing to know
There’s no end
Can you separate it

No traffic in these eyes
When veins in tantric change
It’s slow pumping thought my legs
We’ll try to carry on
With veins in tantric change
And yes we’ll try
To stomp these days away

What if right now these heads
Rolled dead across the table
Who’d sew theirs back?
I’m slowing thinking
Of switching your head
With my body
We can start these days the same

Comfort me on the floor with these bones
They’re two mouths to feed
I am just a ghost

You think I’m rested
I am more shot than you know
I hear and chase them off the rooftops and the walls
It feels like there’s something in the walls

No traffic in my eyes
It takes the pain away