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Written and arranged by The Elephant Project
I’m way too tired to fall asleep.
It’s all the things that I perceive,
when hearing echoes of the night,
slowly passing by my side.
I’m way too quiet to hear a thing,
still I can hear the echoes sing.
silent traitors do their best,
seducing me to be their guest.
Can’t you hear the things say say?
Here is what they sang today:
“Follow us and have no fear
or you will lose your beauty, dear!”
I’m sure I know what awful kind
of nasty plans they have in mind.
They’re dangerous and all the same –
…I’m borderline insane!
Refrain I:
Take me ghostly hearts
and squeeze my soggy soul.
My so called wreckage brain
has never looked so old…
My consciousness plays funny games
and my attempts to sooth these pains
have failed as I have failed again
to block out things that I can’t stem.
Another night of fierce attack –
my thoughts are rocking forth and back.
How could I ever be redeemed?
Can you hear me scream?...
My bitter mind turned paranoid
when I tried to fill the void
with feelings that I long to feel
to me they'll always stay concealed.
Forever will they sing to me
forever lost my sanity
they locked me up, I have no doubt..
Guess I can't break out!
Refrain II:
Take me ghostly hearts
and squeeze my soggy soul.
My so called wreckage brain
has never looked so old.
Tame me and put a chain
around my tortured bone
and pull me and hurt me
and then terminate me
but don’t leave me alone!
It’s all the things that I perceive,
when hearing echoes of the night,
slowly passing by my side.
I’m way too quiet to hear a thing,
still I can hear the echoes sing.
silent traitors do their best,
seducing me to be their guest.
Can’t you hear the things say say?
Here is what they sang today:
“Follow us and have no fear
or you will lose your beauty, dear!”
I’m sure I know what awful kind
of nasty plans they have in mind.
They’re dangerous and all the same –
…I’m borderline insane!
Refrain I:
Take me ghostly hearts
and squeeze my soggy soul.
My so called wreckage brain
has never looked so old…
My consciousness plays funny games
and my attempts to sooth these pains
have failed as I have failed again
to block out things that I can’t stem.
Another night of fierce attack –
my thoughts are rocking forth and back.
How could I ever be redeemed?
Can you hear me scream?...
My bitter mind turned paranoid
when I tried to fill the void
with feelings that I long to feel
to me they'll always stay concealed.
Forever will they sing to me
forever lost my sanity
they locked me up, I have no doubt..
Guess I can't break out!
Refrain II:
Take me ghostly hearts
and squeeze my soggy soul.
My so called wreckage brain
has never looked so old.
Tame me and put a chain
around my tortured bone
and pull me and hurt me
and then terminate me
but don’t leave me alone!
