Paralized
John And The Volta
Our way back home, through an endless loop tonight
Does it make sense but we look the same at night
I’m late and I’m driving, I’m late and It s driving me mad
I’m a fake but I’m tryin’ to hide in this empty crowd
We’re all faces
Scrollin on the wall
Screamin’ faces
Scrollin on the wall
Until we’re ashes
We’re still looking for
And it faints, it faints
My words are yours and your words are mine in the dark
We’re looking forward to the endless light tonight
It’s the same strange feeling that someone is tracking my mind
I’m asleep but I’m runnin’, I’m asleep but I’m runnin’ fast
But you are wonderful
You are wonderful
We’re all faces
Scrollin on the wall
Screamin’ faces
Scrollin on the wall
Tonight we’re ashes
We’re still looking for
And it faints, it faints
