Out Of You
Now look at you
Youre like a train-wrack
That is in slow-motion
If I were you
Id trade away
That every guilty motion
If this is true
Would you lie? Would you keep?
Would you try to remind me?
A something really new
Still a diving, grasping any motion
Is it love for?
Ive never faced the truth
Im lost in out of you
I should have known
Youre so cold
How could Ive been so clueless
A touching ground
But only ?? sick and still mess
I buck away But the ?? is high
And I guess I menage
Ive done ?? or two
And if you lay down will I still feel sadness
Is it love for?
Ive never faced the truth
Im lost in out of you
I cant escape you
Wish I can break this chain
I cant relate to
These little fucking games
Fucking games
This little fucking games
Is it love for?
Ive never faced the truth
Im lost in out of you
Out of you
Out of you
I cant escape you
Wish I can break this chain
I cant relate to
These little fucking games
