The Llama Farmers - Empty Head lyrics

My soul is grey, my heart is black Spin three times, when sharp hits back Burst a bruise, my hands that glow I fake my smile, to be low.... to be low We were tired almost fell a sleep Filled our lungs out souls the key You pulled me up, my number one Freeze my head, my face is numb Affection lost 'coz I am sad Let's slip away, I almost had.... almost had We held hands somehow I'm afraid Kissed your lips taste of lemonade Lemonade