Poets Of The Fall - Shallow
More in my face
Than is my taste
I grow so weary I′ll surrender
To what they say
Let them lead the way
Till′ I can no longer remember
My darling dreams
Prewritten scenes
Whatever felt my own
So to save face
I′ll take my place
Where I may safely feel alone
Glad the waters are so
shallow
When the river runs so cold
I′m quick to wait
Too slow to take
They call me gracious for my patience
And I feel proud
Under that shroud
And all the while it′s all evasion
Some humor here
To fend off fear
And I′m a little more lost, oh dear
So to save face
I′ll hold my place
So I may safely feel alone...
Than is my taste
I grow so weary I′ll surrender
To what they say
Let them lead the way
Till′ I can no longer remember
My darling dreams
Prewritten scenes
Whatever felt my own
So to save face
I′ll take my place
Where I may safely feel alone
Glad the waters are so
shallow
When the river runs so cold
I′m quick to wait
Too slow to take
They call me gracious for my patience
And I feel proud
Under that shroud
And all the while it′s all evasion
Some humor here
To fend off fear
And I′m a little more lost, oh dear
So to save face
I′ll hold my place
So I may safely feel alone...
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