thrones

Interpol

Pain only seems to silence
You don t know where confusion is
Awake or refute in a timely fashion
These are the leisure wins, sight
How many holes do I lay in?
How many thrones are just make believe?

I admit it, I did it
I admit it, I did it
Babe daydreaming on a screen
Frozen chance overly
The feelings we assign or leave in
We stay inside, cause we believe we are surrounded
I admit it, I did it
I admit it, I did it
The payment s in for the taking
I admit it, I did it

Falling ashes at my feet
Wasted up in shadows in between
The faces I know
I would die to keep them from harm
We stay inside
Cause we concede we are surrounded

Pain only seems to silence
You don t know where confusion is
Awake or refute in a timely fashion
These are the leisure wins