Fake Handshakes, Earnest Smiles Songtext
von Kyte

Forget the chimney smoke
Off with their heads
Sign your name, into the light

He′s bleeiding from his ears
Whilst she falls into the wind
We're lost in this old crime

Cheap lights and old tin soldiers
Sleep on a faded mattress
Awfully kind
Fake handshakes, earnest smiles
Why trust our oldest friend
He′s starting to die

He once possessed your smile
Just passing through
Silent phone calls in the night


He's stealing any chance
A cold and safe romance
There's nothing left but fights

Cheap lights and old tin soldiers
Sleep on a faded mattress
Awfully kind
Fake handshakes, earnest smiles
Why trust our oldest friend
He′s starting to die

Cheap lights and old tin soldiers
Sleep on a faded mattress
Awfully kind
Fake handshakes, earnest smiles
Why trust our oldest friend
He′s starting to die


Cheap lights and old tin soldiers
Sleep on a faded mattress
Awfully kind
Fake handshakes, earnest smiles
Why trust our oldest friend
He's starting to die