You're the frame around the City
Distraction from the masterpiece (around me)
Quality of life, at what cost and price
To me
Does it get cold beneath your skin?
The monster held within, you
Will you wake me when this ends?
Can you tell me when were through
I hate this silence, I can't speak
When I'm near you I can't breathe
Your feelings fade but you remain
To come and haunt me with the pain
Leave me alone
Does it get cold beneath your skin?
The monster held within, you
Will you wake me when this ends?
Can you tell me when were through
It's too late to help me
I'm beyond your, mythical treatments
If you've come to kill me
You're too late
Is it lonely where you are
All alone with no one, to hold your hand
Will we ever be the same again?
Tell me where do we begin?
Does it get cold beneath your skin?
The monster held within, you
Will you wake me when this ends?
Can you tell me when were through