Lyrics Professional Murder Music

Professional Murder Music

Slow

Sink through the floor feels no different today

I tell you it's like the sky's

Getting further away

Still close without a reason

Still the same when I hold it in sight

Still close without a reason

Still real when I have it inside

Pounding me to black

Pounding me to black

I take my eyes

Say the reasons

Tells me not to try

Tells me not to try

All those things you keep on telling me I keep on saying it's all wrong

Many times over again I don't want to see that time coming soon

Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason

Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason

I thank you more for the greed you hide inside

I thank you more for the greed you hide inside

Pounding me to black

Pounding me to black

I take my eyes

Say the reasons

Tells me not to try

Tells me not to try

Sink through the floor feels no different today

I tell you it's like the sky's getting further away

Getting further away