| Detective | ||||||
| Words and Music by Skutt | ||||||
| If I was a detective I'd know your way By the trail of broken hearts you left behind Nothing left uninspected by the grim light of day But you're the last thing in this world I'd want to find Searching through this desolate apartment like a wasteland filled with broken dreams it seems the spoken myths could still the sands of time we spent but as I tesselate the shredded papers on the floor it seems that there was more than meets the eye than I was searching for If you see okay beyond your own eyes Why owe you a description of the plain Am I a PI in the SS enemy of the state Oh if if only you knew everything you stained There was nothing to me Cuz there was nothing to us But time and proximity There was nothing to trust Every reason to flee But the mind bows to lust If I was a detective I'd know your way By the trail of broken hearts you left behind Nothing left uninspected by the grim light of day But you're the last thing in this world I'd want to find As you sleep in your double You ache oh sorry it's just the cold Let it be to the eye as an empty see Ages elutriate the tarnished gold Giving all that was me Given all that there was I was left with subversity As I found with disgust Master of alchemy You turned my mettle to rust To dust |
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