the gold route the lead route the copper stain my handkerchief one fleck blood raw knuckles again
departure it's coming with me so wish to prove to you my worthiness of investment aluminium flame is fading clearing out all tunnels flush gravel and ceiling
the gold route...
division it's knocking at you collapsing limits rebel in feeling
towards scratching my own map of decisions to reason
the gold route...
you're may be breaking you seams split with aim I wanted you to hatch out of your decisiveness contained
Now view defeat cold cold beat talk talk away instead see simply this party has voted wrongly and it's a big change