Dim the lights now These seats are too close together My eyes run dry cut at the lids When I see lines cut at the wrist
Time's wasting, you slow No need to unfold our life stories I'd rather not know
Medic, I'd rather be turned into static
Waste time on air We're falling in fast Over and over again Don't breathe in Don't breathe in
Lights out, it's over now Inhale, come on and breathe
Stop wasting your medicine Turbulence Burn this plane to the groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
