The Ghost Of Sunday Morning Is Hoping I'm Awake

The Ticking Of The Silence Is Keeping Me Insane

If I Wait Forever Will I Get My Way?

I Can Finally See You Now I'm Looking Away



And I'll Pay For What You Paid For

And You'll Pay

And I'll Leave With What I Left With

And I'll Stay



The Ticking Of The Silence Is Keeping Me Awake

The Ghost Of Sunday Morning Is Stretching Out The Day



And I'll Pay For What You Paid For

And You'll Pay

And I'll Leave With What I Left With

And I'll Stay

And I'll Pray

And I'll Pray

And I'll Prey On My Prey.