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But i can see the makings of a sinister design, and the dam s about to break, attended by our dreams
Something s going wrong here the lines have all been broken, if only we would voice them, the tension s ever-mounting
and our desperate ringing fills my ears
And we all know that words can kill, the tension s ever mounting Suffocating, we both have our agendas
something s going wrong here the lines have all been broken
In the shelter of our silence conflicts keep upon themselves, but i can see the makings of a sinister design
the tension s ever-mounting
Attended by our dreams, subconscious acts replace the spoken word, in the darkness of desire
something s going on here the object is unspoken
attended by our dreams
But i can see the makings of a sinister design, our demons lie in wait Suffocating, something s going on here the object is unspoken
Our demons lie in wait, where nothing s as it seems
for you and me
The tension s ever mounting, the tension s ever mounting, subconscious acts replace the spoken word
We both have our agendas, and our desperate ringing fills my ears
For you and me, attended by our dreams, our demons lie in wait
For you and me, failing to discuss it could be our last mistake
In the suffocating silence, attended by our dreams
the bristles of the tightening noose are scratching at my throat
Attended by our dreams, attended by our dreams, in the darkness of desire
In the darkness of desire, and everybody s shouting
but their absence is more lethal still
This emptiness devours, but the guilt between us widens as we keep them to ourselves
something s going on here the object is unspoken
and the dam s about to break
Something s going on here the object is unspoken, but no one can hear
But i can see the makings of a sinister design, for you and me Silence, in the darkness of desire
But no one can hear, and the dam s about to break
in the suffocating silence
And the dam s about to break, we both have our agendas, if only we would voice them
The bristles of the tightening noose are scratching at my throat, but the guilt between us widens as we keep them to ourselves, whispered voices plot to take from me what s mine
if only we would voice them
Attended by our dreams, the tension s ever-mounting, whispered voices plot to take from me what s mine
This emptiness devours, and the dam s about to break The, the dam s about to break
something s going on here the object is unspoken
Something s going wrong here the lines have all been broken, and we all know that words can kill The, something s going on here the object is unspoken
the tension s ever-mounting
for you and me
but their absence is more lethal still
And our desperate ringing fills my ears, this emptiness devours, but the guilt between us widens as we keep them to ourselves
Something s going on here the object is unspoken, but i can see the makings of a sinister design, but i can see the makings of a sinister design
the tension s ever-mounting
if only we would voice them
in the suffocating silence
In the darkness of desire, subconscious acts replace the spoken word
And we express with cruelty what we neglect to say, something s going on here the object is unspoken, attended by our dreams
but no one can hear
And we express with cruelty what we neglect to say, something s going wrong here the lines have all been broken Silence, in the suffocating silence
And we express with cruelty what we neglect to say, in the suffocating silence
in the darkness of desire
our demons lie in wait
The tension s ever mounting, but their absence is more lethal still
We both have our agendas, and we express with cruelty what we neglect to say
And our desperate ringing fills my ears, in the suffocating silence
And our desperate ringing fills my ears, attended by our dreams, the dam s about to break
Where nothing s as it seems, we both have our agendas, where nothing s as it seems
attended by our dreams
Something s going on here the object is unspoken, for you and me, in the darkness of desire