[ar:gabrielle aplin]
[ti:Let Me In]
[00:11.37]He doesn't make your knees weak.
[00:14.22]He's beautiful and bleak.
[00:16.41]He has a porcelain face that cracks when he speaks.
[00:22.05]I go to start a conversation but I, get no reply
[00:27.64]Instead you stare like a statue as I, break down and cry
[00:42.43]Your face is like an eagle, but your mind's like a crow.
[00:47.52]And boy, I know you have opinions, but you don’t let them show.
[00:53.06]You're a shelf of books, without the pages.
[00:59.46]A wealth of thoughts locked up in cages.
[01:07.80]Locked up, locked up, locked up
[01:12.88]And if blood runs through your veins,
[01:18.22]Don't you suppose it's such a waste?
[01:23.81]To be composed in such a way
[01:34.27]Just let me in
[01:40.01]just let me in
[01:47.27]You write me letters in a pen with no ink
[01:52.40]And you have your own eyes but you don't dare blink.
[01:58.57]You speak in words without a sentence,
[02:03.75]You're the ghost that haunts me without a presence.
[02:13.15]Without a presence, without a presence
[02:22.18]And if blood runs through your veins,
[02:27.47]Don't you suppose it's such a waste?
[02:32.81]To be composed in such a way
[02:49.16]Just let me in
[02:55.35]Just let me in