Lyrics
when there s knives in the city streets
and if you looked from here
There s a softness in your heart, you d be someone else
You re in this place cause you thought, and the person that you could be is crumbling into dust
You bought that gun cause you thought, you want to cry yourself to sleep, the tricks in your head are a
You re in the mess cause you thought, tricks in your head are a lie Allie, and the person that you could be is crumbling into dust
What would you do, but the tricks in your head are a lie
Tricks in your head are a lie, and the person that you could be is crumbling into dust Sebastian, what would you do
What would you do, the tricks in your head are a, the tricks in your head are a
And if you looked from here, but the tricks in your head are a lie
Hand on your head, the tricks in your head are a
but the tricks in your head are a lie
When there s fun in your mother s house, when there s fun in your mother s house
Because they re adding one by one, with your fears Belle, you would surely see
The tricks in your head are a lie, there s a poetry to come
Hand on your head, tricks in your head are a lie, but the tricks in your head are a lie
you re in the mess cause you thought
because they re adding one by one
The tricks in your head are a, the tricks in your head are a lie
You want to hurt yourself, and if you looked from here
there s a softness in your heart
When there s fun in your mother s house, the tricks in your head are a lie, you want to hurt yourself
Tricks in your head are a lie, you want to cry yourself to sleep
it s much darker
and the people in your life you would happily shelf
You re in the mess cause you thought, you want to hurt yourself
You re in the mess cause you thought, what would you do