before dark erstwhile darkness pierces sadness in the eyes
gray concrete large cities without a grin around the corner
♪ I'm a slave ♪ ♪ I'm moving distant from the unknown ♪
I pull out a dry white bone hoodie from a nose-absorbed bleach
in a hood of a closed planet of recorded records
I've been hanging around all night, gathering you sometimes.
What are you going to surprise me with present I'm stumbling over people's concerns
The street lanterns call me another episode
I'll lock the door. I'll turn the key.
on the table ashtray weak light on the clouds of smoke walks
When the day is extinguished, all sip weakens the trembling hands
I looked through the judas I saw I'll tell you another time
