I fall enough to feel like I'm losing touch with everything I've seen

I give in when it's hard to speak and my thoughts they race away, away with me.

cway and away
The promises that I only make

Such a shame to throw away happiness for cold undead refrain


If there is a plot to see, why does every day seem to just repeat?

It's not real, it isn't hard to see that tomorrow's promise ain't all it was cracked up to be

cway, I let them slip away, the promises that we only made.

Such a shame to throw away happiness for cold undead refrain