The Abstract colors of the city solos, All the lights will stay on, until we make it home, Someone please save me My makeshift wings are falling off I'm failing you. Please Valentine your golden tonight Lets take this chance while we still have time So why don't we write this down And make this night, last FOREVER
Time is running out Nothing gold will stay The silence screams on and on Because its time we're better off alive
Lungs are failing, and my pulse stops beating And this game is killing me, And taking the breath of you and your remorse This is what we call love