Songtexte Cortana - Enola Gay

Kill a part of yourself just to better your health
Put your life on the shelf to play the cards you're dealt
Kill a part of yourself just to better your health
Put your life on the shelf to play the cards you're dealt

Notches on bed frames and holes in the wall
Black cats in black bins
Dazed and confused on the big screen
Stuck in the mud, stood on the ground
Yokes that were sound, feet intertwined
Hide and seek less bleak
At the playground
Harp to Guinness, Sambuca grimace
Score note limits, lift without submersion wholly full of spirit
Crowning achievement getting into the bar
But if you made it this far it's not without a few scars

But people change, the world keeps turning on
And you can't keep the change, that you've been hurting for
The missing page, lost in the centrefold
You don't run out of time, it just passes you by

Crying over the middle seat
Bumping Demon Days on CD
Custom games of Halo 3
Money was nothing and time was free
Cutting about with Basshunter on repeat
Smokin' in car parks, quotin' south park
Outside the offies with no ID strangers stroll by
"Yo run in for me"
It's too late- if ya ran it a second time you'd finish first place
It's not a waste if you make the choice to give your head space
Could you ever stand straight without falling from grace?

Feet groovin' with your head in the speaker cone
Laying on your back in a field trying get home
Borrow from tomorrow but can never pay the debt owed
Didn't think that it was detrimental found a cheat code
Twisted up in twilight
My dreams feel more lifelike
Despite pillars now crumbled by the skyline
I struggle to swallow all the words left in my throat
So condensed to a note
There's no time left for speaking in quotes
By the side of my eyes I caught sight of you grieving
No words no goodbyes only cracks in the ceiling
Your purpose in life was to give mine some meaning
So where was that when you were breathing?

Kill a part of yourself just to better your health
Put your life on the shelf to play the cards you're dealt
(Better than before)
(I'm better than before)

But people change, the world keeps turning on
And you can't keep the change, that you've been hurting for
The missing page, lost in the centrefold
You don't run out of time, it just passes you by