Wither Songtext
von Balaclava

Coming apart
My hands are restless
I′m sunken deep
Inside my own

Within my thoughts
I'm wrapped around you
Outside your view
Inside my home

I′m only a murmur
I'm hiding beneath
I'm mold in your attic
I′m only a shell


I need some sleep
My eyes are heavy
I′m standing still
I waste away

Coming apart
My body crumbles
The sun is here
I'm out til′ dusk

Coming apart
My body crumbles
The sun is here
I'm out til′ dusk

Coming apart
My body crumbles
The sun is here
I'm out til′