Fingerprints Songtext

Like ghost games I conjure up pictures of events in my mind The swearing and the cannons of laughter buzz of static counting out time What I wish would have happened I now paint and dress it up well and send it like truth to the tape letting history swell Fingerprints are all but gone so I can make up the story as it goes along There might be the good old days if all the right things get forgotten A smile can still be photogenic if you can't see the molars are rotten I hope you've had revelations since I left you behind I'll at least pretend that you're happy to stop guilt from making me come untied since... Fingerprints are all but gone so I can make up the story as it goes along Fingerprints are all but gone so I can make up the story as it goes along