Plague Bell

Therapy?

I think that this record is stuck The dust in these grooves leave it blocked It used to be sound as a bell Now it sounds like it's dying
 
To its siren-like call you are drawn Oblivious to warnings of harm
 
Are you happy now? Now you've got what you wanted
 
You want to see the magic return But you will only see it cursed and spurned When will you ever learn that I hate every second
 
The life that we lived has moved on The people we were then are gone But the fire that we carry flames on It still burns but in a different way
 
So to hell with old heartaches and deaths Misfortunes, mistakes and regrets There's fresh problems and I want fresh solutions
 
You want to see the magic return But you will only see it cursed and spurned When will you ever learn that I hate every second
 
You want to see the magic return But you will only see it cursed and spurned When will you ever learn that I hate every second
 
Shall we dance? Like we used to Shall we dance? Just like the old days Just like the old days Just like the old days