Texty písní Matthew Perryman Jones

Matthew Perryman Jones

Breaking Out The Windows

Rage won’t lie that far beneath

Something sinister that runs through your veins

Can you feel it burning out the seams

And has innocence forgotten your name

Do I look like a saint?

Until the curtain rolls,

Talking stops for the picture show

You got soul under your skin

What happens when you don’t know who to let in

Will we ever understand?

We’re just breaking out the windows

Deadly spies in submarines

Taking information for twisted games

I feel its turning all on me

A guilty finger points away from the blame

Now you look like a saint

Until the curtain rolls,

Talking stops for the picture show

You got soul under your skin

What happens when you don’t know who to let in

Will we ever understand?

We’re just breaking out the windows

How did we get so far?

Running to hide these scars?

Love’s not afraid of what it finds in the dark

You got soul under your skin

What happens when you don’t know who to let in

Will we ever understand?

We’re just breaking out the windows