this is my swan song, i’ll never sing it again
wish us good luck
we made our great escape, you’ll make the same mistake
make no mistake
it’s all grey
i never wore it again, i thought you stole sights from me
you will remember us,
if for nothing else, you took the photographs of us sleeping
you are my keeper
i’m not me
i’ll never see them again
here’s where it all begins
starting it off at the end
and when it’s over
start it all over again
< culling
