Nova Lyrics

Running through the desert

On an empty road

I have nowhere to hide and grow

What if heaven is not in the sky?

Is there enough time before I die?

I ended up at a static room (Oh, oh, oh oh oh)

Abjection makes me exhume (Oh, oh, oh oh oh)

I stuck memories into jars

And set them on a lesser shelf inside my heart

My arms fragilize as I

Contain the sum of ache

It's always night when I close my eyes

Like a shadow in the dark covering my body

It cools me down as a peaceful disgrace

As I hear whispers revolving around me

My pictures on the wall are fading away

Deep thoughts send me down the wrong way

Obliviated by my defenses

Red wine, red wine stains my collection of classics

I blacked out in the backseat

As if death was kissing my wrists

Kissing my wrists

I ended up at a static room (Oh, oh, oh oh oh)

Abjection makes me exhume (Oh, oh, oh oh oh)

I stuck memories into jars

And set them on a lesser shelf inside my heart

As if death was kissing my wrists

Kissing my wrists

Kissing my wrists

Kissing my wrists

Kissing my wrists

Kissing my wrists