Little Talks (Gire Remix) - Of Monsters And Men
Don't listen to a word I say
The screams all sound the same
And Though the truth may vary this
Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
I don't like walking around
This old and empty house
So hold my hand I'll walk you through my dear
The stairs creak as I sleep
It's keeping me awake
It's the house telling you to close your eyes
Some days I can't even trust myself
It's killing me to see you this way
'Cause through the truth may vary this
Ship will carry our bodies safe to shore
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