Seven letra

waging a war of wills against time
staring down the face that hides behind hands
always running behind those hands
i will cut them leave time blind
but i'm still behind

isn't all the waiting for
some great reward
or am i waiting
just waiting

dawn goes down to grey
oh joy another phlegm sky day
if i worked it all away
would i know what to do
with these hands
what would i find

isn't all the waiting for
some great reward
or am i waiting
just waiting

waiting to die

Sinombre - Letras

• Birdsong
• Chaos
• Halfhearted
• If Found
• Radio
• Seven
• Swallowtail
• Tenderized
• Thanks, Anyway
• Wanted