There where the painted come all
That's where I start
Oh the dead, the flex there,
Then brush them all
Thought hope to your hopes that was the most
The best you find.
Oh, try not to disappear until the shadow
Into a tunnel that doesn't where, doesn't nowhere to go
So where is that ghost that was the most the best you find?
I almost young this year now that I'm older.
I don't wanna be the ceiling, it's much too soon for that,
Still it feels like something's missing and not to real drove back
So where is that host, that was the most the best I'll find.
As a real problem here, I know
I almost young this year now that I'm older.
As a real problem here, I know
I almost young this year now that I'm older.