Crash Lyrics - Polythene - Feeder

I put my best foot first and it got burnt 

Communication always hurts 

I've got myself so deep inside a hole 

I taste the air go thin as I get old, as I get old 

I don't think so 

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She's my hands, she's my hands 

Picks me up when I crash down 

Build me wings so I can glide 

She's my novocaine ride 

Pick up the pieces of my world 

Glue thme together, I wish I could 

I can't believe it as the picture fades 

Just like a t.v, but the sound remains 

I don't think so, no, I don't think so 

[Chorus] 

Feel it as I shake 

Shatter illusions fade 

Taste my bitter tears 

Cut my heart with shears 

I don't think so, I don't think so 

[Chorus]