Shuffling through the flawless backdrop, together swept up into the colors. We admit our attraction and concede in perfect certainty. The cold wind setting
I can't seem to find it in you Suddenly you said, "This is us" Gale is on the rise, you're the next stop Train cars halt Just because I'm a stranger
in our ears disgusted with your greed, we found our freedom here Buried with smiles on our faces, knowing you'll live forever with that hollow heart.