Running Cold Lyrics

I hate how long it takes, I hate how long it takes

To be at borders with your skin, and let go

A midnight interchange, I see myself refrain

Like a body running cold, I crawl back home to your door

Where the glass is full

Where the glass is full

Where the glass is full

Okay

Caught your echo in the grass, before the words collapsed

Down the centre of the plain, where your call rang out

Tireless sirens in the foreground, push me back straight home to your door

Where the glass is full

Where the glass is full

Where the glass is full

I hate how long it takes

I hate the way I break

When confronted with your call

When confronted with your call