Текст песни Circuits of Fever (Thursday) с переводом

You are my blanked out pages

All the wasted spaces

The old weapons vanished

Spit blood at dawn, closed forever

You’re an ivory icon

Held in glass, captive

You’re a falling column

Sharp little teeth kiss goodnight

(He was upside down and drifting in an endless ocean of night)

(The terror came in waves, each one pushing him further from the shore)

You are a fractured mirror

Silver paper in the wind

A desperate measure

Sharp little circuits of fever

I can feel the unslept hours

See all the traces

I can hear the ticking of clocks

Old record running down

You can’t replace it

You get distracted by the sound

(He hears an ocean in the dial tone)

(Every night, after the sleeping pill goes down)

(He wants to believe that he doesn’t exist)

(He's everywhere and he’s nowhere all at once)

We’ll fill the blanked out page

We’ll burn the traces

We’ll turn the unslept hours to days

Old record running down

We’ll flip it over and sing the songs

We’ve never heard

Now

Now

Now

Now

Now

Now

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