glory (studio demo)

Thought I could hide it, but the bloodstains on the bedsheets are a dead giveaway Pale blue, grinning, on a straight roll - winning streak Coming back onto glorious days and cynicism, flying kites Don't think I'll take off. Leave the sheerness to celebrations Thought I could make it, but the smile on my teeth isn't letting me Cloudy, swimming, on another plain, gone again Coming back onto glorious days and cynicism, flying kites Don't think I'll take off. Leave the sheerness to celebrations I don't think I'm ready man I don't think I'm ready