My Arcadia

The Messenger
Quiet, I'm not hard of hearing, it's a choir singing a melody. Fearless of this dysfunctional sickness, that's breaking me. So I've become the messenger I've only won what's become We're moving faster now Don't we deserve this? Anything goes now We have won So... Tell me what haven't I seen With the way that we dream Faithless About (?) your forgiveness that's causing my sickness And breaking faith Couldn't I, leave this long(?) We'll sing this song for what's become the crowd is one and you are gone You're breaking me So I've become the messenger I've only won What's become We're moving faster now Letras de cancionesDon't we deserve this? Anything goes now We have won. We have won woaa-oh-oh (Thanks to jaz for these lyrics) From Letras Mania