Wearing Yr Smell
Sæther
you took my hand in yours
fed me lies and locked the doors
showed me truths I never saw
I can�t belive them anymore
now I�m looking through you
oh,yeah..
you suck the will from my soul
leave me naked in the cold
tie the noose around my neck
can�t yousee I�m not dead yet
but I�m working on it
wearing yr smell
fading from myself
feeling sorry for myself
feeding the pity inside
the pathetic feelings I should hide
but I�m thriving on it
yes,I�m thriving on it
wearing yr smell
fadeing
feeling
feeding