Текст песни
How bizarre to key my car
You were the one throwing barbells around
You hate the endlessness of the night
I hate the sound of your footsteps
On this grave I have made for myself
In this cliché town
Cliché town
Sell it all and move away
I heard you calling out for grace
Cliché town, cliché town
Sell it all and move away
Nowhere to go but no reason to stay
I heard you speaking, I heard you shrieking
I heard music that was written for darkening doorways
I hate this in more ways than before I called the landlord
While I tried to watch TV
As you punched holes through the fabric of time
Cliché town
Sell it all and move away
I heard you calling out for grace
Cliché town, cliché town
Sell it all and move away
I heard you calling out for grace
Cliché town, cliché town
Sell it all and move away
Nowhere to go but no reason to stay
I close my eyes and see you in some kind of a void
Smashing each star as its light finds its way to your world
I see your sky, I see your sky is falling
Can you keep up with me? I am the one crashing through