Lyrics
go on call me pessimistic
i can see our friendship slipping away
A facet of my imagination, another retributive scar
and i know it s probably my abrasive personality
Before it breaks under this unrelenting tension, i can see our friendship slipping away Temperamental, and i know it s probably my abrasive personality
Another retributive scar, i ll always see you for what you are Undercast, and i know it s probably my abrasive personality
i ll always see you for what you are
I m a pendulum, i ll watch our pictures fade like it was always meant to be this way
And the lies that we have fabricated, i can see our friendship slipping away, go on call me pessimistic
Looks like you already noticed, i ll watch our pictures fade like it was always meant to be this way Undercast, another retributive scar
like the condensation on my window pane
like the condensation on my window pane
in all honesty
And i know it s probably my abrasive personality, another retributive scar
Looks like you already noticed, i ll always see you for what you are
I m a pendulum, down a route that s impossible take
Before it breaks under this unrelenting tension, i m a pendulum
Every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth, every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth
Down a route that s impossible take, and the lies that we have fabricated, i ll watch our pictures fade like it was always meant to be this way
Another broken memory, like the condensation on my window pane
I m a pendulum, and watch me cut my way through the rope that holds us tight
A facet of my imagination, every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth Temperamental, i m a pendulum
And i m swinging between the thoughts in my head, and watch me cut my way through the rope that holds us tight
I m a pendulum, and i bet it hurts to hear me say that i can t wait to see this day
A resounding reminder of the words you never said, i ll always see you for what you are, a resounding reminder of the words you never said
Now i hear it echo in the chambers of my head, like the condensation on my window pane Temperamental, every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth
In all honesty, looks like you already noticed
I can see our friendship slipping away, and i bet it hurts to hear me say that i can t wait to see this day
In all honesty, a resounding reminder of the words you never said, now i hear it echo in the chambers of my head
every empty sentence that you speak is as crooked as my grinding teeth