This Wreckage (Live 1980) Lyrics

And what if God's dead
We must have done something wrong
This dark facade ends
We're independent from someoneThis wreckage I call me
Would like to frame your voice
This wreckage I call me
Would like to meet you, meet you soonWe write suggestions
Suggesting fading to silence
And that must please you
My mirror's tarnished with 'No Help'This wreckage I call me
Would like to frame your voice
This wreckage I call me
Would like to meet you, meet you soonO wakareyoTurn out these eyes
Wipe off my face, erase me
Replay 'The end'
It's all just show, erase youI need to, I need to, I need toThis wreckage I call me
Would like to frame your voice
This wreckage I call me

Would like to leave you, leave you
Leave you, leave you soonO wakareyo
Songwriters
Webb, Gary Anthony JamesPublished by
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.