on a betrayed and broken face. a disguise to hide the past
when you mapped out my skin and made the memories last. some things are never erased
and i have run when i've been chased
by recollections of you and me falling off our homemade castle
and even when i'm walking straight i always end up in a perfect circle. oh i try but i just can't wait
to break out of this perfect circle. 'cos giving into old temptation
is like that common twitch. oh the silly stupid realisation
the more you scratch the more you itch. why am i fighting
what's it for
must let my mask drop to the floor. my scars i shouldn't hide from the people who are on my side
rolling up my sleeves to fight against
all the things i locked up and all the things i fenced. but it's time to let it out so we can build a brand new castle. and even when i'm walking straight i always end up in a perfect circle. oh i try but i just can't wait
to break out of this perfect circle. 'cos giving into old temptation
is like that common twitch. oh the silly stupid realisation
the more you scratch the more you itch. and even when i'm walking straight i always end up in a perfect circle. oh i try but i just can't wait
to break out of this perfect circle. 'cos giving into old temptation
is like that common twitch. oh the silly stupid realisation
the more you scratch the more you itch. the more you scratch the more you itch