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  Text skladby: Anberlin-Alexithymia
There's someone inside me that softly kills everyone around They don't know they're dead to me 'cause intent never makes a sound All along, they found us strangled, lovers have learned from slower hands With these eleven minutes, I could teach you what I am
You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
There's a knot of seclusion, production and depression
If a stranger turns up missing, this song is my confession Tell the tales of the trail of dead, lovers learn from slower hands Losing self in myself, inner demons make demands
You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
You're suffocating me, so very hard to breathe My mask is growing heavy but I've forgotten who's beneath
You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide You're sick, sick as all the secrets that you deny Sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide