It’s on the break down, I’m seeing signs of it now. Hold on to something so we can get out somehow. It’s not the first time that we’ve let it all out. Will this be the end? what are we talking about?
Slow, slow it down. This is it, this is what we need. These things are buried underground.
I’m gonna go down with this, sink or swim, but I won’t forget all the songs we sang. I see the light you have is gone and I won’t regret everything we’ve known.
So take the mask off, the point is not even there. The words you’re saying now, it’s like it’s not even fair. It’s not the first time, that we’ve all been let down. We need to save ourselves, and find a way out somehow.