The Artist Paroles

You find all of your ugly meanings

In the things I find beautiful

Do you see the fall is coming?

Come, I'm falling into you



You perceive all of these things I'd never have known

Love, will you turn out the lights?

Cause we're already home

Home


Cause that's the way you love to see me,

So delicate, so weak, so little purpose

But your eyes are drawn of charcoal

They're black, they're so cold, they're so imperfect

Cause they see a sleeping world where waking isn't worth it



You perceive all of these things I'd never have known

Love, will you turn out the lights?

Cause we're already home

Home



Can you live without your lies?

I've had enough of you tonight



All of these things I'd never have known

Love, will you turn out the lights?

Cause we're already home

Home



You perceive all of these things I'd never have known

Love, will you turn out the lights?

Cause we're already home

Home