Sleepwalking - The Birthday Massacre

Wait dear, the time is getting late here

I’m all washed up and graced with faint applause

Dressed in a cheap façade

I’m looking for a place I’ll never see again

A night turns to a day, a street I’ve never walked on

I was never here, just a faint reflection

A day turns to a month, a second of affection

I was never here, just a faint reflection

Faking, there’s nothing here worth taking

Just my reflection fading on the wall

Not the fairest one of all

I’m looking for a place I’ll never see again

A night turns to a day, a street I’ve never walked on

I was never here, just a faint reflection

A day turns to a month, a second of affection

I was never here, just a faint reflection

A night turns to a day, a street I’ve never walked on

I was never here, just a faint reflection

A day turns to a month, a second of affection

I was never here, just a faint reflection