End of the Line
Stand by
And now I´ve been dropped among lives on standby Among the creatures that visit me at night Drowned in letters of insignificance, ?good luck? sounds like ?goodbye? White, white face and wall and morning Flight is boarding And the world is going down Without a sound The darkness is fading, I crash out of my cloud And life in my head starts screaming out loud The light scratches and bites, tears overfloat my eyes I crawl but I'm here and free Not going down without a sound Flight is boarding And the world is going down Without a sound
From Letras Mania