finch
give me a reason
tell me what you know
burning in the limelight
dim the afterglow
is it all in vain?
it never had a face
ever getting better
the future's taking shape
tracers that move
clouding my view
strap her in boy
we're sending you. back to oblivion
send my message home
i feel it in my bones
i hear it in the air
shattering the brainwaves
holding me here
seven years of madness
four more for sting
separate the universe as i'm heading
back to oblivion
i think we're caving in