Sapphire
Sodistilled
2:56I talk to the ghosts in the room I'll spark these words, are they true? We'll scream these sounds at the moon Ooh Oh I've always been like that A fucking insomniac I am The cure is in my hand I'm already like that If you'd open your eyes This clock could take us too soon The sky has no end to my flu I'll hum to the night's quiet blue Ooh Oh You'll stare at the cracks in the glue I weep for the echoes of you And whisper to shadows that knew Ooh Oh I've always been like that A fucking insomniac I am The cure is in my hand I'm already like that If you'd open your eyes I'm like that A fucking insomniac I am The cure is in my hand I'm already like that If you'd open your eyes