a scream to the windnntalk travellingnndown the vinennwhen your talk is cheap and your leaving me tonightnnnncreated by the voidnnflashlights for woundsnnsomeone screamingnnprepare for the worstnnnnin corners we scratch at city linesnnso show me to the hypocritesnnnnso we'll watch younntalk your waynnout of thisnnwhen i see you watchingnneverybody elsennnncreated by the voidnnflashlights for woundsnnsomeone screamingnnprepare for the worstnnnnin corners we scratch at city linesnnwennscratchnnnnso show me to the hypocritesnnwe give them mirrors as parting gifts