in a life of the wrong
a love lingered on
love lingered on
to frustration
and if our love was so wrong
what should we do alone?
am i just a picture in a photograph?
were always stuck in this pantomime
fearing a god who died
one who would not deny lovers
and i dont care what they say
if what you need is your faith
then take a look at my face and know...
until your rapture
falls to pieces
until your rapture
falls to pieces
find in me
the room to breathe
simple things
like suffering.
life has gone this way
life is gone this way
still in the life of the wrong
we all moved along
another life evolved to gestation
so we made away with the mistakes we made
but she was just a picture from a photograph
so she walked in the babys room
knowing what she would do
leaves me in absolute horror
she puts her hands on its lips
and gave it one last kiss and sang some tune that went
until your rapture
falls to pieces
until your rapture
falls to pieces
find in me
the room to breathe
simple things
like suffering.
then i would, and i would destroy your god
yes i would if i could destroy your god
because youre born again
until youre worn again
until your rapture
falls to pieces
until your rapture
falls to pieces
find in me
the room to breathe
sinful things
are suffering.
until your rapture
falls to pieces
until your rapture
falls to pieces
if this must be
then burn with me
anything
JUST DONT LEAVE
find in me (find in me)
room to breathe (room to breathe)
simple things (sinful things)
SUFFERING
until your rapture
falls to pieces
she swore she heard the voice of jesus
telling her it was wrong to keep it
and one more thing
it looked like me
back when it breathed
rest in peace
until the rapture
comes to meet us...
