The Foreboding Sense Of Impending Happiness - HIM, Morgan Page

By your heartstrings I am hanging from a dream

Gently swinging in the warm autumn breeze

Come look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up Look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up no more

Tiptoeing along a strand of your hair suspended between

These thoughts and actions miles above reality

Come look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up Look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up Come look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up Look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up Look at the scars

Smother a heart, opening up

(look at the scars)

Opening up Opening up Opening up Look at the Scars

You open me up open me up Smother a heart

opening up opening up Look at the scars

You open me up open me up open me up

(Look at the scars)

(Smother a heart)

(Opening up)