Press your foot down,like I told you

See the houses, rush on by

Reach out your hand, touch my arm and

Let me breath you, as you cry

I can hardly wait Hope we wont be late

And you know its time Just ignore all signs

The goal is, to get there

Without fear, in high speed

We dance through, the darkness

We wont stop, ‘til we’re stopped

Suck my thumb and feel my finger

as it wipes your, tears away

Watch the concrete, come on closer

Marks of us will, always stay

Face is aged by fear

Pass along the weir

And we wont grow old

Corpse look fine when cold

  1. sotellthegirlsthatiambackintown posted this
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