歌詞
[Intro] [Verse] Dust on the shelf Ghost of myself Hiding the wealth Moving in stealth Typewriter keys click The floorboards are thick [Pre-Chorus] Framed faces stare Through the stale air They know the name I'm not the same [Chorus] Static in the wallpaper Everything is getting smaller Stranger in the hall Shadows on the wall Trophy on the nightstand Held by a dead hand I am the glitch In the family stitch [Post-Chorus] Click, click, tape hiss Nothing feels like this Folded in the crease Searching for the peace [Verse] Dinner bell rings The calliope sings Mother calls a ghost To the Sunday roast I wear the old skin But the light is thin [Pre-Chorus] The mirror is lying The old me is dying A hollowed out shell In a familiar hell [Chorus] Static in the wallpaper Everything is getting smaller Stranger in the hall Shadows on the wall Trophy on the nightstand Held by a dead hand I am the glitch In the family stitch [Bridge] Burn the scrapbooks down I don't want the crown Of the girl you knew She wasn't even true Tear the posters off Hear the heavy cough Of the house breathing While I am leaving [Breakdown] Rewind the tape There is no escape Warped and bent Money well spent [Chorus] Static in the wallpaper Everything is getting smaller Stranger in the hall Shadows on the wall Trophy on the nightstand Held by a dead hand I am the glitch In the family stitch [Post-Chorus] Click, click, tape hiss Nothing feels like this Folded in the crease Searching for the peace [Outro]
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