The Birthday Massacre – Holiday Lyrics

It's getting late.
It all just wanes and pales and fades away.
If we just want it too much and what a shame if all there is.
Is all thats gone away.
There's nothing left here for us.
Deadlight holiday killing time to make us tay hollow.
As the promises of yesterday.
On and on the music plays memeris in paraphrase.
Falling past my window like the morning rain.
It's all the same so many words remaining.
Always too late.
It never seems worth taking and all the days and all the nihts lost sleeping.
And in the end the secret's not worth keeping