Professional Murder Music - Slow lyrics

Sink through the floor seems no different today I'll tell you it's like the sky's getting further away Still close without a reason Still the same when I hold it in sight Still close without a reason Still real when I have it inside Pounding me to black, take my eyes Say the reasons, tells me not to try After all those things you keep on telling me I keep saying it's all wrong Many times over again I don't want to see that time coming soon Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason I thank you more for the greed you hide inside Thanks so much for your thoughtless reason I thank you more for the greed you hide in sight