The Way You Say My Name - American Pleasure Club

Absent hunger, absent dreaming, absent love

Absent laughter, absent terror, deaf and dumb

In the morning I’ll be sick, I don’t have a choice

Will myself to rise again at the sound of your voice

They say you might go a lifetime without knowing the

Demon feeding on a child’s claustrophobia

Bury me, my dear

In the way you say my name

Bury me, my dear

In the way you say my name