I wish that I believed in fate
So the future wouldn't scare me
That expectations could fuck away
And then I could be happy

I looked to the
Dying moonlight
And wished it would come to pass
Looked to the
Dying moonlight
And space never seemed so vast

It's 11 o'clock on a Tuesday
The time just slips away
I think about what she'd say
I don't know if it wouldn't be hate

I looked to the
Dying moonlight
And wished it would come to pass
Looked to the
Dying moonlight
And space never seemed so vast