paroles de chanson Broken Souls - The Inklings

While you sleep, I lie awake
Watching every move you make
In the darkness I find a window
Looking through, I look back at you

There's a statue in the garden
They call the Devil's Chair
Surrounded by bones and scattered papers
Broken souls are everywhere

So this is what we get
From a technical breakdown
This is what we get
For sitting back

There's a dead-hearted figure in power
Who's running the show now
And he cracks a smile
As it all turns black

Every day is getting colder
This body's feeling old
I close my eyes, I think of you now
And all the lies we've been sold

So this is what we get
From a technical breakdown
This is what we get
For sitting back

These are the days
We're the unforgiving
And where were you
When it all turned black?

So this is what we get
From a technical breakdown
This is what we get
For sitting back

These are the days
We're the unforgiving
And where were you
When it all turned black?