The Telling Offer Songtext

Scissorhands

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The Telling Offer Songtext
the chill down here quickly dries my face. a dream is dodged and sits me on a hill, displaced. i'd rather not rename this prize. what i covet is burning my eyes. nevermind what i despise, i can't find comfort in comforting lies. nevermind what i despise, i can't find comfort in comforting lies. the tint has come to lie on me, it's too bad i'm on my knees. staring past you i shudder at unwelcome rains. a dream so sharp it cuts me, cuts with shock. i can scream but we know it will never stop. nevermind what i despise, i can't find comfort in comforting lies. nevermind what i despise, i can't find comfort in comforting lies.