ORIGINAL LYRICS / KANE
Night Shift
[VERSE I]The night's on forever,all alone behind the glass,the drugs take hold against your will,and nothin' lets it pass.These hours drag their chains,the hunger won't give in,a feast made out of shadowswhen it's time to eat again.[PRE-CHORUS]There are no maps for this winterno names for this pain only a trembling flamefrom a feelin' that brings dread[CHORUS]ON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS'TIL THE DAWN COMES INON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,HINTIN' AT THE STORIESYOU NEVER LET GO[VERSE II]From place to place.the wounded wander on.searchin' for a safe placewhere they can rest.but the journey never ends.There are roots that grow twisted.there are fruits that grow up thirst.and there are doors that hide their secrets,too hard to comprehend.[PRE-CHORUS]There are no maps for this winterno names for this pain only a trembling flamefrom a feelin' that brings dread[CHORUS]ON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS'TIL THE DAWN COMES INON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,HINTIN' AT THE STORIESYOU NEVER LET GO[CHORUS]ON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS'TIL THE DAWN COMES INON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,HINTIN' AT THE STORIESYOU NEVER LET GO[VERSE III]Innocence is a temple.that's forgotten how to pray.when what was once untouchable,was taken away, by those who guarded the gateThere are dates marked into winter.there are days that wait to arrive.tomorrow's a wounded animal,that no longer wants to run.[PRE-CHORUS]There are no maps for this winterno names for this pain only a trembling flamefrom a feelin' that brings dread[FINAL CHORUS]ON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS'TIL THE DAWN COMES INON THIS NIGHT SHIFTTHERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,HINTIN' AT THE STORIESYOU NEVER LET GO[OUTRO]There are no maps for this winterno names for this pain only a trembling flamefrom a feelin' that brings dread
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[VERSE I]
The night's on forever,
all alone behind the glass,
the drugs take hold against your will,
and nothin' lets it pass.
These hours drag their chains,
the hunger won't give in,
a feast made out of shadows
when it's time to eat again.
[PRE-CHORUS]
There are no maps for this winter
no names for this pain
only a trembling flame
from a feelin' that brings dread
[CHORUS]
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN
COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS
'TIL THE DAWN COMES IN
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,
HINTIN' AT THE STORIES
YOU NEVER LET GO
[VERSE II]
From place to place.
the wounded wander on.
searchin' for a safe place
where they can rest.
but the journey never ends.
There are roots that grow twisted.
there are fruits that grow up thirst.
and there are doors that hide their secrets,
too hard to comprehend.
[PRE-CHORUS]
There are no maps for this winter
no names for this pain
only a trembling flame
from a feelin' that brings dread
[CHORUS]
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN
COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS
'TIL THE DAWN COMES IN
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,
HINTIN' AT THE STORIES
YOU NEVER LET GO
[INSTRUMENTAL]
[CHORUS]
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN
COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS
'TIL THE DAWN COMES IN
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,
HINTIN' AT THE STORIES
YOU NEVER LET GO
[VERSE III]
Innocence is a temple.
that's forgotten how to pray.
when what was once untouchable,
was taken away, by those who guarded the gate
There are dates marked into winter.
there are days that wait to arrive.
tomorrow's a wounded animal,
that no longer wants to run.
[PRE-CHORUS]
There are no maps for this winter
no names for this pain
only a trembling flame
from a feelin' that brings dread
[FINAL CHORUS]
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE'RE BLADES SEEKING THE SKIN
COUNTIN' DOWN THE HOURS
'TIL THE DAWN COMES IN
ON THIS NIGHT SHIFT
THERE ARE SCARS YOU NEVER SHOW,
HINTIN' AT THE STORIES
YOU NEVER LET GO
[OUTRO]
There are no maps for this winter
no names for this pain
only a trembling flame
from a feelin' that brings dread