Amie

Prepare yourself to meet a girl who can not sleep/ Dividing every question 'til the questions are complete/ Every twisted tongue she studies everyone/ She won't leave any stone unturned the night is so young/She's traveling back in time/ Questioning every line that someone said/ She's trying to understand/Free her mind she's always the analyst/ Silent space the culprit the catalyst/ Trying to make sense of her life/ Digging around in the dirt she's a slave to the work/ She's always the analyst/Can you be sure we haven't met see the eyes they don't forget/ They wander through the passage-ways that tease a restless mind/ Can't afford to slip the picture's gotta fit/ Her world's a photograph that gets dissected bit by bit/Re-living the mistake she's made not a moment for the curious girl -- Crossfade - Cold -- Video provided by VideoCodes4U