Lyric

The shape of swaying shadows

The scratches on the door

I’m used to this sorrow

I'm sinking

I’m standing on my toes

The waves on blood puddle

Silk blindfold and silver swords

I'm sinking

Oh my familiar ceiling

I beg you to let me out

As the voice gets loud

I give up on this battle

What do I have to look for?

My mind is gone too long

I howl like a dog on a chain

And he bets his gold

The void I used to know

A dance at the paper castle

Pure slumber and dial tone

I’m sinking

The love that I have been told

Left me with another hole

The cold winds on my cheek bones

I’m sinking

Give me a sign

I want to know

Give me a sign

Say what it craves

Give me a sign

Give me a sign