Forever obsessed by the essence of death
I'm not giving up on you or anyone I know
Reaching out for something,
but we don't know what we need
As time slowly passes by,
grey hair appears behind your lines
Damned if you do, dead if you don't,
it's the age of youthfulness
As if it spoke to claim them
Will guide our way through this propaganda
Reaching out for something,
but we don't know what we need
As time slowly passes by,
grey hair appears behind your lines
Damned if you do, dead if you don't,
it's the age of youthfulness
at the bottom of this glass
Damned if you do, dead if you don't
Reaching out for something,
but we don't know what we need
As time slowly passes by,
grey hair appears behind your lines
Damned if you do, dead if you don't,
it's the age of youthfulness