Let me through paper in fist Jessica numbers tell me if we're clear write me a star just tape a letter to the door
this thing is your mission the lone-wishin condition
brave under the war Jessica numbers to the wall slip through ever the thief is posed to hero but we'll see
this thing is your mission the lone-wishin condition
push me through counting the miles measuring all my shadows by old star shifting to red just tape the numbers to the bed head-tripping on the sadness as it passes as word across the window frost and now starting to fear the kicking year at last, yes keeping an eye on
let me through paper in fist Jessica numbers give me this let's fall look where we land just like the answer on my hand
this thing is your mission the lone-wishin condition
this thing is your mission the lone-wishin condition