Starring at a wall for most of the day. Face down in ceilings couldn't pull away. Pray for me my soul just take. Cause I slip away and go insane. Don't build for me an empty grave.
Simmering songs never get plain. Tinsel dreams, sweet lemonade. The gates close the pack shut down. They packed up they found another town. To replace, to erase.
Problem lies in the answer I won't find. To the question I know that hasn't crossed your mind. That hasn't crossed your mind. Hope is dead, honey, honey, catch my breath.