Why - Thirteen On High lyrics

rate me

I've seen my shadow make the grass not growIn a strange approximation of my sorrowSo I know I'm framed in pain to seeBut here the maid does come before I show and after I goAnd she has not seen meNo she has not seen meCause I am obliteratedGet close and be frustratedI am obliterated byThe end of the night (Whoa-oh)The end of the night (Whoa-oh)The end of the night (Whoa-oh)The end of the nightThe bay awakes to the whispers of dawnTake the cigarette slow and watch them goBy the rise of the sun they'll all be goneAnd they have not seen meNo they have not seen meCause I am obliteratedGet close and be frustratedI am obliterated byThe end of the night (Whoa-oh)The end of the night (Whoa-oh)The end of the night (Whoa-oh)The end of the night