The word is out, this town can hardly breathe. The air is filled with dust and dying dreams. Attaching wings to all the sights. We're making sure these buildings fly.
And lately I've been walking. From all these places that I cannot stand. I guess it's just my history talking. Or I'm refusing to supply your demands.
Calm your nerves now. And don't worry, just breathe. Are you sure now?. Don't bother packing, let's just leave. . All of them say they wanna change. I hope that you remain the same.