I walked the graveyard with no guilt at all.
I'm barely breathing no sleep on the feet.
I'm told the weather doesn't choose you
I see the timber but the picture isn't clear
All in all it's just a scene from the beat
Yank the shoulder and a shake to my knees
I bleed the worries of a cold-hearted man
I'm told the weather doesn't choose you
I see the timber but the picture isn't clear
All in all it's just a scene from the beat
Yank the shoulder and a shake to my knees
I bleed the worries of a cold-hearted man
Waiting around to be rescued
Everyone knows they're right
All that we keep is the furo
I never had it till ? starting to rise
One final fountain ?
Lost with ? of tomorrow
It's over, it's over, it's over