Ground Poppy Honey Milk - The Cracked Room Lyrics

It's all ready for the banquet
Celebration of intents
Choked kisses
Intimacy denied
The wait flows cold
The wait flows cold

In the Cracked Room
In the Cracked Room

The street stands out
Between torches and sticks
Staggering glances
Staggering glances
A solitary word
Removed from a finger
In the Cracked Room
In the Cracked Room

I have a reason
This will be the last hunting
Then everything will start
I see you in a different way
Like a burnt veil you're closer
I lift a foot from the floor
Catching your sly game
Now it's my turn

In the Cracked Room
In the Cracked Room

I came to you
Under a musty rain
I'll come back on a Friday
Before the blinded night falls

I have a reason
This will be the last hunting
Then everything will start
I see you in a different way
Like a burnt veil you're closer
I lift a foot from the floor
Catching your sly game