Bleeding Orchard
(ahhhh) (mmm) Staring at the ceiling thread
Counting down the words you said
I tried to make the pieces fit
But you was never one for it
And it’s cold inside my room
Waiting for the winter bloom (yeah)
Tell me what you want to hear
When everything is coming down!
I am holding on to fear Lost inside this empty town!
Trace the outline of your ghost
When I need the static most Flicker out like television screens
Lost between the scenes
Tell me what you want to hear
When everything is coming down!
I am holding on to fear Lost inside this empty town!
We built it up to watch it break
Every promise we could make
(we break!)
What do you want to hear?
(what do you want?)