Besedila: Linoleum. Ways To Escape.

Enter the room softly with hidden wings
Saying you talk strange things I don't understand
Maybe you'll find time someday to answer me then
I saw those eyes
Too delicate
Just look away
Ways to escape are never clear
I've been holding my breath
For a week and it's getting me down
Sometimes I find I need a
Eye takes me anywhere but here
Just take a blind leap
Of faith in the dark

Why do you measure every guess?
Seems I've been holding my breath
For a week and it's getting me down
Sometimes I find I need a
Eye takes me anywhere but here
Holding my breath
For a week and it's getting me down
Sometimes I find I need a
Eye takes me anywhere but here