We are all stuck or smugged in corners. We are all stuck or smugged in corners.

The city is made of rectangles and corners, The city is made of rectangles and corners,

Look at me For all I am worth For tomorrow .. I would be gone When you search for me In the corners ... Look at me For all I am worth For tomorrow .. I would be gone When you search fo...

Intimacy is secret Intimacy is closeness Intimacy is secret Intimacy is closeness

We all want to numb the pain We all want to numb the pain

It’s a little empty these days Because you haven’t been around Look inside you And you will hear the... It’s a little empty these days Because you haven’t been around Look inside you A...