Touch - Doll Factory

Maybe there is nothing more than this

Trapped inside this feeling

Was there something that I missed

I push to hide the sore beneath the skin

Lost my faith and drowning

In this ocean within

And if I should fall from where I lay

Would you be there to catch me

And if I could sleep another day

Would you regret the memory

There must be something more than this

A prison of my own design

Conceal the scar that stains the wrist

These things will heal in time

I held a fever-dream

Spider-like to spin

I held a fever-dream

And let it swallow me

Seal your regrets

Tomorrow come

Tomorrow gone

No time to play our puppet song

Seal your regrets

I’ve got to have you

I’ll wait forever just to touch you

There must be something more than this

A prison of my own design

Conceal the scar that stains the wrist

These things will heal in time

I wanted something more than this

Something I can never find

The picture of my recklessness

Painted by my fickle mind

I wanted something more than this

Something I can never find

The picture of my recklessness

Painted by my fickle mind

Seal your regrets

Tomorrow come

Tomorrow gone

No time to play our puppet song

Seal your regrets

I’ve got to have you

I’ll wait forever just to touch you