Songtexte Desire - thaddeus & crimson

Paint stains on the exterior
Dust hanging from the ceiling
One more joke is one more step towards pure delirium
I almost feel like you don't want to miss me

I guess it's your fault that these things are so difficult
But you shouldn't have left this manic mess in this room
My ears ring again
But I have some songs to sing to pretend it's okay
What's that out the window?
Pretend it's okay
What's that out the window?
Was it a bullet?
'Cause it's certainly no goddamn time for fireworks

Paint stains on the exterior
Dust hanging from the ceiling
One more joke is one more step towards pure delirium
I almost feel like you don't want to miss me

I guess that it's your fault
I guess that it's your fault
That's my unhinged speaking
That's my unhinged speaking
That's my unhinged speaking
That's my unhinged speaking
I'm just a little ball of confusion
I'm just a little full of delusion
I'm just a little ball of confloos- hah, confloosion