Articles Of Clara

Watch it paint the sky
It picked the lock, that hangs from my mind
Poison myself for what? To feel this way
I'm not afraid
Your confidence should be brought, leave the pain
Walk away

This is surreal how I can't feel, oh my God
I think I like it, you can't come along, you can't come along
All my senses, false pretenses
seem to vanish with the system, you can't come along, you can't come along

Spinning out in my head
It seems so clear, living impaired
Your instinct failed you again, lean on me
Come and see

This is surreal how I can't feel, oh my God
I think I like it, you can't come along, you can't come along
All my senses, false pretenses
seem to vanish with the system, you can't come along, you can't come along

And now it's time to
Leave you behind again

God, this is surreal, how I can't feel
All my senses, false pretenses
You can't come along
You can't come, leave you behind