الكلمات
كلمات للدراسة
Every light is blinding
Every minute lasts all day
Every thought is fighting
They're not falling into place
I'm held down by drawing pins
They pierce the skin
Lights are on but no one's in
When you talk
I don't feel like I belong
Here at all
Tell me what you did it
What you did it
What you did it for
Cos I can't figure it out
What you did it
What you did it
What you did it for
Cos I can't figure it out
I could use some magic
C'mon Crowley, let me in
