Suffer This
The scenes play round and round
In sweet slow motion
The words fade in and out
Where are you now?
A hundred-thousand days have carried you away
An old familiar face
A ripple on a lake becomes a crashing wave
A look is all it takes
Your town, your road, your house
I barely worked you out
The words stick in my mouth
Where are you now?
A hundred-thousand days have carried you away
An old familiar face
A ripple on a lake becomes a crashing wave
A look is all it takes
An insect in my brain, a slow burning ache that just won't go away
The memory persists and I must suffer this
Just look at what you did
Just look at what you did
Just look at what you did
An insect in my brain, a slow burning ache that just won't go away
The memory persists and I must suffer this
Autor(es): Matthew Moore
