L'appel Du Vide Lyrics

Another thirty hours staring at the ceiling

Another twenty more

Till I lose feeling in my hands

And all the space between goes black

All the pain comes rushing back to me

I'm standing alone

I'm pacing the floor

Watching the morning

Creep in through the door

And there's somethin' about it

There's somethin' about it

I can't face

The razor is soft

My hands go numb

I fall the through the floorboards

And into the sun

I'd follow you anywhere

Even into darkness

When I'm too scared

Will you be there

When I'm too scared

I'm standing alone

I'm pacing the floor

Watching the morning

Creep in through the door

And there's something about it

There's something about it

I can't face