paroles de chanson Tailings - Clovehitch

Fret not darling it's not blurry
You're the only thing I see
Don't I deserve a consolation prize at the very least

We're not talking don't you worry
I'm still right beside the rail
And I would rather dive to reach you than see this half love fail

Fingers limp and wrists are weak
My grip it slips through sunbeams
Match my gaze the void between
Our keyhole eyes stain black and bleed
Onto everything

But fret not darling don't you worry