Those who disappeared

I burned all my records
Burned all your letters
And the ashes lies in piles

the Matchboxboy he smiles
He's pledging and beggs: Set your thoughts on fire
With your black silent tears

And we know
And you know
Everything comes to an end

Slowly she walks out the room
Come let's leave this place
Let's go somewhere

Travel far from here
Let's become the ones who disappeared

Come let's forget about death
He's smoking in our bed
Come and heat up in the glow
From our smoking home

The floors sings (again): You give us the creeps
With your black silent tears

And we know
Everybody knows
Everything comes to an end

Slowly she walks through the rooms and out
Come let's leave
Let's go somewhere

Travel far from here
Let's escape from the ones who disappeared

Gonna be yours at yellow golden fields
Yes, we know, you need help
This town makes me crazy tonight
You're never going to find your way home

the Will is everything tonight
You will never be yourself again
You will never be yourself again
You will never be yourself again
You will never be yourself again

Gonna be yours at yellow golden fields
Yes, we know you need help
This town makes me crazy again

You will never be yourself again
And I think my soul is dying from starvation

One gets tired of your fucking whining
One gets tired of your fucking whining
One gets tired of your fucking whining
One gets tired of your fucking whining
One gets tired of your fucking whining
One gets tired of your fucking whining
One gets tired of your fucking whining

Updated: 2006-01-11