This is the end, this is the end You wait to find that I'm still here And you've been waiting for the light to shine Wake up, wake up, wake up
I'll be the answer to the question I can't answer, it's a question You can't spit it out, can we find We find, we find a way out, a way out
It's easier to understand We die, we're buried underground But I have stayed awake since then You tried to find a new best friend You instigate, come after chasing Oh, what the hell should I say, then? I've missed you? Let's spend the future talking about the past How you said goodbye, how I fucked your mind up
We really are something else Let's say you were sent here Just to keep me in check My pulse is quick, my neck is stretched Whoever says I need to just Get over it, get over him, get over myself
They say there's something in our sky we should pay attention I don't care to realize, I'm too busy moping They say there's something in our seas we should all be careful I'm not swimming anyway, I'm too busy moping They say there's something in my house, that I should just get out, get out I don't want to be escaping, no, I'm too busy moping around I'm too busy moping around, I'm too busy moping around I'm too busy moping around, I'm too busy moping around
Take a run home, I don't like where you're going Run home, I don't like the words your saying Run home, I don't like where you're going Run home, I don't like the words your saying Take a run home, I don't like where you're going Run home, I don't like the words your saying Run home, I don't like where you're going Run home, I don't like the words your saying
Compositores: Elena Veronica Tonra (Elena Tonra), Igor Alexandre Haefeli (Igor Hafeli), Remi Paul Aguilella ECAD: Obra #15113731