[Verse 1] There’s a vain gander in the way She’ll eat your fingers Just to try and find some taste Sounding models of conversations Broadcasting fear of microphones Listen through your head While you burn your dirty clothes [Chorus] Don’t fool yourself There’s much more to this We’re not just holes in the choir [Verse 2] Always on the Metro and...Learn More

All your white walls they don’t reflect the same Oh but they do in response to movement forget They forgot your name Don’t expect my days to be [?] Or your darkness or concerns I won’t [?] apart your [?] And I’m not one to change I’m just you Well I’ll get painted walls Like your [?] [?] face I won’t [?] apart your [?] Big blank pages keep me...Learn More