Falling out of Line boy you’re running out of time turn around Preying on yourself are you, as visions of your life fall apart
Cold So Cold
Falling out of Line boy you’re running out of time turn around Preying on yourself are you, as visions of your life fall apart
Rusty, fallen mist, decay Just another wrist to bury I felt you dissipate Our Fault you lost the way Push the fucking needle away Didnt you bury May the other day? Its an honour you called me Lets stand up and you’ll tell me Whats that up on the edge, show me What the devil did to me Left without any evidence Any relevance to mess with dew.
Mess with dew
Seize the sands in your eyes, you’re looking awake now, weak now Seize the sands in your eyes, you’re looking awake now, weak now Seize the sands in your eyes, you’re looking awake.