counting down to one lost my place had to start over again it won`t save your cell but we`ll gather more drowned myself in my own sea like a morning sunrise in reverse it won`t save your cell but it`s a way to begin
the waking hours we call our friends but we`re the in-between the thirty-second trends and we`ll keep pushing towards the edge until we break on the rocks beneath our skin
in the mouth of time we find ourselves coming out to play all our stupid games but we dream we dream... then something lets itself in through your backdoor while you are away cleaning your windows it slits your thoat and you like it
the waking hours we call our friends but we`re the in-between the thirty-second trends and we`ll keep pushing towards the edge untill we break on the rocks beneath our skin
Прямая ссылка на текст песни Your Cell: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/31850.html