paroles de chanson Walk Over My Grave - Yours Truly
You'd
have
me
eating
from
the
palm
of
your
hand
What
a
shame
I
was
small
I'm
confessing
It
was
fine
in
your
eye
I
was
laceless
But
in
time
you
were
right
it
was
pointless
Makes
me
sick
to
the
pit
of
a
stomach
What
was
warm
has
grown
cold,
I
can
taste
it
Is
the
pain
I
express
satisfying
You
don't
lay
in
your
bed
toss
and
turning
I'm
on
the
line
You're
cutting
thread
that
I
would
trace
to
you
I'm
on
the
line
Cant
keep
hold
of
the
thread
when
it
unravels
through
When
my
ears
burn
I
know
it
won't
be
because
of
you
In
my
dreams
I
don't
see
you
anymore
When
I
shiver
I
hear
you
say
someones
walking
over
my
grave
Lay
your
flowers
at
my
door
You
locked
the
door
and
you
swallowed
the
key
Hand
on
heart
you
began
to
start
healing
Must
be
nice
to
the
fine
with
the
silence
I
can't
hate
you
but
I
can
attempt
to
Does
it
feel
like
your
insides
sunburn
Like
your
heart
has
been
stung
by
a
seatbelt
Stare
at
walls
might
as
well
watch
the
paint
dry
I
breathe
the
air
that
remains
laced
with
poison
I'm
on
the
line
You're
cutting
thread
that
I
would
trace
to
you
I'm
on
the
line
Cant
keep
hold
of
the
thread
when
it
unravels
through
When
my
ears
burn
I
know
it
won't
be
because
of
you
In
my
dreams
I
don't
see
you
anymore
When
I
shiver
I
hear
you
say
someones
walking
over
my
grave
Lay
your
flowers
at
my
door
When
my
ears
burn
I
know,
I
know
it's
not
because
of
you
In
my
dreams
I
don't
see
you
anymore
When
I
shiver
I
hear
you
say
someone's
walking
over
my
grave
Lay
your
flowers
at
my
door
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