Shake off your debris
So dark and empty
Kamikaze all around
Shake off your debris
Drown out the memory
Ship of fools diving down
Your papa always sang the blues to you
The consequence of everything we choose
Your mama always gave her shoes for you
The consequence of everything we do
Burn up like a moth in a flame
Do the demolition again
You don't have to deal with the blame
Do the demolition again

INVIA LE CORREZIONI