I'm in denial, I'm on fire...
I'm a burning sail...
Call it regret, call it forget...
Call it what you will...
Never hungry, never will be...
Never take me there...
You are my hatred, you're my linguist...
You're my thinking chair...
Oh my eyes are drawn to shadows on the wall...
Ah, the shapes crawl to gardens...
Tell my friends, I'll never tell them, where my shadows go...
Lost in silence, complex silence, eyes won't blink at all...
Oh my hands are drawn to shadows on the wall...
Oh my hands are tied and broken...
Oh my eyes are drawn to shadows on the wall...
Ah, the shapes crawl to gardens...