3 acessos
Watch a line on a screen
Watch me fade I'm fast asleep
Watching a number drop too low
Close the wounds, shut the door, I can't help you anymore
I'll drive fast, but you're dying faster
And you'll keep us guessing way into the morning
Your life is an off switch away
Am I going to get out?
It's not safe here for me
I could practice this every day, but hurricares make things change
Eyes have died, blood has dried on him
Close the wounds, shut the door, I can't help you anymore
I'll drive fast, but you're dying faster
There's not very long to go now
I wish there was more that I could do for you now