DEATH ARMY

The glimmer of a candle Her elbow on the table Time goes so slowly around her A few words on a paper Creased by her fingers She’s a wax figure in the sun Twisted and bitter in the sun REF: ouhouh a wax figure in the sun X2 Always staring at the window waiting for a shadow Time goes so slowly around her Nothing left on the walls Now the door is too small She’s wax figure in the sun Twisted and bitter in the sun REF X4 The whole world can be falling Everything can go wrong she knows, she’s useless when you’re gone Curtain closed by a widow Unhealthy glow She’s a wax figure, since you’re gone Humhum a wax figure in the sun The whole world can be falling Everything can go wrong She’s a wax figure, since you’re gone The whole world can be falling Everything can go wrong She’s a wax figure in the sun