Stained with weak perfume
Missing and lost but nearly found
The sound of our lives crashing down
(Creatures dressed in grace)
(Freeze ourselves in place)
It was our fate of misery
Your silence burns inside of me
I feel so cold and indiscreet
When hearts have been betrayed
In the darkest light of sin
Treasures lost and never found
We watch our world come crashing down
(Creatures dressed in grace)
(Freeze ourselves in place)
It was our fate of misery
Your silence burns inside of me
I feel so cold and indiscreet
(Creatures dressed in grace)
(Freeze ourselves in place)
It was our fate of misery
Your silence burns inside of me
(Creatures dressed in grace)
(Freeze ourselves in place)
It was our fate of misery
Your silence burns inside of me
I feel so cold and indiscreet
I feel so cold and indiscreet More from Common Children