Nothing Sweet - The Sundays

In a car braking glass cracks

As I freeze the frame

Keep falling away

Keep falling away

While I watch myself and pray

Keep falling from view

What a mind puts a body through

And down on the ground onlookers stare

In a pool sinking, water fills my mouth

Sole victim of your own terror

Cold flesh as the air runs out

Keep falling away

Keep falling away

While I watch myself and pray

Keep falling from view

What a mind puts a body through

And down on the ground onlookers stare