Letra de McCullum
Will you be a fitting gown?
All the while I've been wearing down
Fractured are the minor chords
Breaking vows but it's a pleasant sword
You are an aversion by your will
You will owe me what I've given your place
You will owe me your space
Final stage of waking down
For the background of the signs allowed
Misconstrued as past to last
Like before we'll seem to let it pass