The Birthday Massacre
The Birthday Massacre - Sleep Walking songtekst
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Wait dear, The time is getting late here, I'm all washed up and graced with faint applause, Dressed in a cheap facade. I'm looking for a place I'll never see again, A night turns a day, A street I've never walked on, I was never here, Just a faint reflection, A day turns to a month, A second of affection, I was never here, Just a faint reflection. Faking, There's nothing here worth taking, Just my reflection fading, On the wall, Not the fairest one of all. I'm looking for a place I'll never see again, A night turns a day, A street I've never walked on, I was never here, Just a faint reflection, A day turns to a month, A second of affection, I was never here, Just a faint reflection.