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( Alesana )

What is wrong with her eyes?
A glossy stare that won´t leave me be starts my blood running cold.
A gaze that could make hell freeze over...
I have to understand she´s gone.

But she´s not!
Don´t you tell me she is dead.
Watch her lips softly move because she´s still whispering to me!
And something here is not quite right...

Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair
and close her eyes.
But I cannot stand to turn away.
When I do, she´ll be gone...
It´s frightening...

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door...
They´ll be here soon.
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.
I wish I´d stop looking behind me.
Running now will only make it worse...
They´ll be here soon.
I wish I could shake the awful feeling.
I wish my mind would stop...

Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Paint abandons canvas.
And my brush can´t seem to start again from scratch.
As I watch everything unravel,
why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won´t...

Shaking as I rest her body down.
No one knows, only me...
It´s frightening...

Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door...
They´ll be here soon.
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.
I wish I´d stop looking behind me.
Running now will only make it worse...
They´ll be here soon.
I wish I could shake the awful feeling.
I wish my mind would stop...

Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Paint abandons canvas.
And my brush can´t seem to start again from scratch.
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
why should I even try to stop the collapse?

There´s a madman glaring straight at me!
Oh I know I´ve seen his face before...
I am sure I´ve seen his face before...

Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Paint abandons canvas.
And my brush can´t seem to start again from scratch.
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won´t...