The Radio, The Head

Start

Silent room lit low by screens

Broken glass tucked in the seams

Twisting around my own shape

Fuel for the risks that I take

Verse 1

Footsteps like drills in my mind

Wires hum warnings behind

Night wraps a cloak round my eyes

Fears passing silently by[Chorus]

Stumbling alone in the glare

Dancing with knifes through the air

Blades spinning close by my side

Searching for somewhere to hide

Post-Chorus

Round and round we sway

Round and round we sway

Verse 2

Shadows in flickering halls

Careful not to slip or to fall

Every step tighter the thread

Rooms full of thoughts left unsaid

Pre-Chorus

Silver lines crossing my view

Sharper than truths we once knew

Chorus

Stumbling alone in the glare

Dancing with knifes through the air

Blades spinning close by my side

Searching for somewhere to hide

Post-Chorus

Round and round we sway

Round and round we sway[Guitar Solo]

Chorus

Stumbling alone in the glare

Dancing with knifes through the air

Blades spinning close by my side

Searching for somewhere to hide

Post-Chorus

Round and round we sway

Round and round we sway

End